[He glanced over at her, before he put on a faint smirk. He flipped the dart, eyed the target as if he would an abomination, and threw it hard enough for the dart to go through the board.]
[And then he proceeded to put every single dart in the board, while the barker gaped on. The angel flipped the last dart, giving the barker a cool gaze.] I do not like cheaters.