Great, someone had caught on to her sad basketball skills. Honestly, Paige hadn't even known anyone was around. Brows furrowed, she glanced between him and the ball in her hands, speaking casual, as if she wasn't at all dejected by being called out. "A few times.” She rolled the ball around to her hip, keeping a wary gaze on the man. She really hoped he didn’t think they were going to play a game of one-on-one or something. Nuh-uh, nope, Paige wasn’t much for making a fool of herself.
“Basketball ain’t one of mah strengths,” she confessed (but did she really need to?), tossing him the ball. “Might be if Ah thought ta take the time ta actually learn it.” Which, she didn’t. Not when she already had a thousand other things she was working to be best at.