"I don't need help, I need my memory back," she said bluntly, not dropping her gaze at all or softening it. "Unless you can do that for me then there's nothing you can help me with."
She laughed softly. "You really are a flatterer. I don't know, I'm just off-kilter with Miles. I don't know how I'm supposed to react or what to do with him anymore."
Scarlett raised her eyebrows. "Right now?" she asked, small grin on her face. "Right now I-" Her gaze slid to the pool table. "I want to play pool. Too chicken to play? Stakes can be whatever you please."