"Hey, I ain't going that easy. Ya gotta remember, I don't know tha rules of this game." He chuckles, but he was glad to answer questions. It was nice just to talk to Azrael. Stuff on their past or stupid questions was pretty fun.
But that was the last ball. Were they supposed to shoot the white one? He wasn't sure. He supposed they could just wrap this up.
"One power, huh? I think I'd wanna be like Superman or Wonder Woman. Y'know, be a super human wi' all that strength an' bulletproof skin an' shit. Makes fer protectin' people a lot easier. Don't gotta worry 'bout myself then." Tequila had a boyish grin as he laughed. It sounded like a stupid, standard answer, but it was true.
"Now, how 'bout we set up this table fer tha next person that wants ta play an' we get a drink? I think we deserve some victory whiskey!"