He looks at the table over her shoulder, settling there, lightly pressed against her while he studies the layout.
"Not bad at all." he replies, finally moving over to take his two shots.
"And maybe you do. But then I don't intend to lose. You're going to regret that bet."
He sinks his first shot, then another.
"Or maybe you'll really enjoy being my slave."
Third shot, not quite so good. Probably because he had his eyes... well, not on the ball.
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