He raised an eyebrow when she told him what she knew. "Is that all?" he asked, his amusement apparent in his voice. With a light chuckle he took a drink before moving closer to the table and setting the rack, meticulous in the placement of the balls that were decidedly British (he sighed a bit and rolled his eyes).
"Okay, we'll just stick to basics I guess." He moved again, adding some chalk to the end of the cue before handing it to her. "Don't wave it around and kill someone. It's not a wand" He was joking, a bit, but he also didn't have any desire to get hit.
"First things first. Breaking the balls. Have you played at all?"