The way he exaggerated his accent made Faith laugh, lounging against the edge of the table and letting out a loud whoop of triumph as Lindsey's ball failed to go in the pocket.
"You suck," she stated simply before lining up her own shot with a smirk. She managed to hit one of the solid balls. Which then rolled on to hit the 8 ball and send that into the top corner pocket. Just as she'd intended.
"Aww, no fair!" she pouted. "I wanna go again."
Out of the corner of her eye she caught the eyeroll of one of the guys wanting the table.