Faith smirked at the compliment before turning and watching the game, on the surface seemingly as drunk as anything, even as she carefully watched the way the other players moved, how much care they put into their shots.
The guy currently up pocketed the ball before his next shot fouled, pocketing the white and inducing a stream of curses from the player.
"Easy, there's a lady present," Faith drawled, slurring her words slightly as she took the cue from him and lined up the white again.
"Ok, let's see what I can do with this."
Her first shot pocketed the ball left at the edge by Lindsey. Then she used her free shot to carefully sink another. Annoyingly her last one missed and she sulked slightly before covering it with a grin.
"All yours sugar," she handed the cue to the suddenly unamused player and wandered back to Lindsey. "How ahead are we now?" she murmured, so softly it would be near impossible to hear.