He laughed, watching her, wondering if she was being that horrible of purpose but unwilling to say anything aloud in case she wasn't. That wasn't the way to impress the ladies.
He watched her, then grinned, stepping up. "Here," he said, showing her the proper way to hold the club. "And you hit it real easy. Everybody already knows how tough you are if you dance with snakes," he teased, tapping his own ball, which sailed merrily through the windmill and out the other side.