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seeley booth (hates_clowns) wrote in wariscoming,

Satisfied with the answer Booth gave Eliot a scruffy smirk. "Glad to hear it." Picking up his stick he nodded and took the first shot. It'd been a while since he'd played real pool. That was one of the few things he was enjoying about Kansas though, the pool. With actual players. He was once a pool shark. His shots were typically flawless. But this was just a friendly game. No money was being placed on it. So he wasn't going to take Eliot. He was just going to relax and enjoy a game. He could do that couldn't he?

"Probably not. Weird though. Once we are trained to see them how the general public can be so blind to it." He couldn't understand. But he supposed alot of things were like that. He really shouldn't have been so surprised about the public's general unawareness. "Guess it's true what they say, people only see what they want too." Booth had an expert aim, so pool was definitely his kind of game. He was glad to have someone to play against. Anymore tournaments and Angela would worry his gambling addiction was back. Chalking up the end of his stick he aimed the stick on his hand and took his first shot separating the balls around the table. He had a natural eye for the game, and expert control.