The room is filled with mines. Real mines. Metal mines that blink and are very easy to spot, but mines nonetheless. There's some one the wall. There's some on the obstacles, but there are even more on the ground. Rebecca has seen this even though she's not supposed to because she peaked into the room to see what the fuss was all about before someone told her to stop.

Ushered back into the waiting area, she looks at her partner while holding the blindfold. Maybe it's her first time doing this. Maybe it's her third. Either way, it doesn't take a genius to realize that touching those mines will cause whoever touched them to be covered with slimy green goo. And she might have green hair, but green goo is definitely a social 'no' as far as she's concerned.

"I suppose all that's left is for us to decide who's doing what. It can't be that hard to get someone through there without having them touch a mine, right?"

She sounds more or less unsure depending on who she's talking to.

[ooc: So, here's the set-up! It's a room full of obstacles and furniture, and someone has to guide Rebecca or be guided by Rebecca to the other end and through the door there. The person being guided will be wearing a blindfold. If something goes wrong, they get slimed Nickelodeon style.]