Swap Drinks — hope theirs is better than yours

Land a dart here and your drink isn't yours any more. It goes to the person on your left, and whatever's in front of them comes back the other way. No trading with someone else at the table, no vetoes, no picking a kinder neighbour. Left is left.

Nobody quite believes it's happening until a hand actually reaches for their glass. There's a beat where the whole table eyes up both drinks, working out who's come out on top. Land next to someone with a fresh pint in and you're smug for exactly as long as it takes you to drink it. Land next to someone nursing warm dregs, or whatever's left of a shot from three forfeits back, and that's now yours.

The only etiquette worth knowing: don't neck your drink the second the dart lands, before anyone's agreed the swap counts. The whole table's watching, and it's a cheap way out. Topping your neighbour's glass up with something horrible in advance gets noticed too, and it gets repaid.

It sits in the 1st Circle, the band right around the bull, so it's not a rare one. It turns up early and it turns up often, a small tax on whoever you happened to sit beside rather than a proper punishment.