"I know how I play the game. I want to see how you play it."
That was left open for interpretation, naturally.
He watched her set up a shot and didn't miss the view at all. Very nice. Her bottom looked rather enticing when she leaned over, too. The balls zipped around the felt surface.
"Nice break," he said, walking around the table and spotting one of the solid coloured balls in a nice position. He bent over and lined it up.
Clack.
Thunk.
Jack was pleased. "Guess I'm playing solids. That makes you stripes, baby. Are you a tiger?" he asked casually, looking for his next shot.