He grinned. "You want to talk about not fair - I suck at regular fighting, but I'll be damned if I'm not awesome when I fight dirty." Electricity flickered lightly off of his fingers, dancing up the cue. The snake around his neck was smart enough to remain buried in his hair. He ceased his show when she moved close to nudge him, and he chuckled. "You don't have to waste your money on me, Tara, but I'll take another 151 and Coke."
While she was gone, he furrowed his brow and focused hard as he tried to sink another ball, pleased and proud of himself when he got three in a row.