He had just sprung his cue stick forward and sunk the ball into the corner pocket. As he looked up to evaluate and figure out his next move her noticed someone standing at the entrance. "Uh, hi?" Dean looked at him curiously and placed the cue against the floor, leaning down upon it. "Private party? Nope, it's just me, myself and I." He replied with a laugh and a smile before moving to circle the table.
"Do you play?" The other man looked familiar, but he couldn't figure out why, exactly. Had he seen him around before? Maybe, it was entirely possible. If anyone had to interrupt, at least it wasn't Bela.