"Especially with the band of misfit toys we seem to be bound to," she agreed.
"I always do," she replied, leaning over the table. She drew the cue back a few times experimentally, before striking the cue ball. It connected and broke the triangle, scattering the rest of the balls around the table. Watching as they rolled in all directions, she saw the purple one roll into one of the corner pockets and grinned. "I guess that settles who's what," she said brightly.