"What? I was jus'- that don't count!" Okay, he had to be careful. Azrael was as tricky as a genie. He'd either have to take a puff on that cigarette himself or ask him after the game. He wasn't going to waste his question on something so simple.
Grabbing two pool cues from the wall, Tequila tossed one to his friend, then twirled the other on his fingers."I'mma go wi' tails," he replied. In truth, Tequila wasn't that good with pool. He was okay at it. It was nice to have a wager involved though to give him some motivation to do well. Otherwise he'd be joking around.
And he still might.
With a grin, he said, "Y'know, if ya wanted ta go first, ya coulda jus' said so."