Two balls clacked together, and the cue ball spun back the way Eggsy wanted it to go. Meanwhile, the other ball headed straight for the indicated pocket and dropped in with a satisfying thwuk. "Get in!" he cheered quietly to himself, his many many hours spent hanging round in pubs with pool tables obviously serving him well.
"Some more'n others," he added, thinking of a certain Kingsman agent that shared the same codename as he did, and whose real name started with an H and rhymed with Barry. Lining up a second shot, he quickly pulled back the cue and then sunk the second ball into a corner pocket.
"Are you okay, Peggy?" he asked after that, before standing up straight and turning round to look at her.