"There's more than one way. Just wanted everything on the same page."
He watched as one of his rolled towards the hole, thanks to Faith, groaning when it came up short. "Don't think I could touch your talent, sweetheart," he drawled, laying on the accent a little thicker than usual as he spoke loudly enough for interested parties to hear.
Lindsey bent down, wavering slightly as he lined up the cue ball and one of the striped balls to take down. With the right tap, it knicked the outside of the ball and bounced off the edge, rolling towards him. "It keeps moving around too much."