Duration: 1m24s

(GASPS) Jesus Christ! What's with that knife? It's for the cheese. Okay, all right. Just, you know, really aggressive way to carry a knife. Oh no, I've got one. Never have I ever connected my work computer to the projector in the conference room when it was open on a WebMD page for chlamydia symptoms. - RYAN: That's not cool! - SARAH: Drink! Just for the record, I did not have chlamydia. It was pubic dermatitis. You get it from not washing your crotch. - Okay. - MAX: Good for you. I... I like her. Listen, you're not supposed to single people out in this game. It's supposed to be generic things, like, "Never have I ever slept with a celebrity." Oh, I didn't know. Okay. BROOKS: Whoops. - SARAH: Mmm? - Ooh. (KEVIN CHUCKLES) What? You slept with a celebrity? No, I was taking a drink separate from the game. - That was bad timing. - MAX: Mmm. MICHELLE: I see how you would think, but it's not. Well, then why are you breathing like you just got off the elliptical? I'm not. I'm... (SCOFFS) Come on, babe. Whose turn is it? Uh, it's Max. Max, it's your turn. Huh? I'm not playing a drinking game. Who was it? What's the deal with that? (WHISPERS) They've been together since middle school. MICHELLE: Uh, it's somebody else's turn. - Oh. Oh! - Yeah! How could you possibly have had sex with a celebrity when we've only had sex with each other? Please, can you not make this one of your things right now? How is this one of my things? Yeah, Brooks, this is why we don't play drinking games. (POUNDING ON DOOR)