Kalev snorted at her familiar argument but her tone was noticably different. "My mistake, vixen," he smirked at her, amused as he watched her go back to her original position and make, or attempted to make, the shot.
He sighed lightly, finishing his drink and setting the empty glass down before moving closer to her. From behind her he placed his hands over hers on the cue. "Try that yellow one instead," he said, nodding to another ball even though she probably couldn't see it in this position.