Kiley walked over to the end of the table to set up her first shot. "One ball, random fact, or joke," Kiley said, leaning over the table and focusing in on the break. "Two balls in, a dare. Three, embarrassing story." It felt like a game she ought to play with Chase sometime. She knew him pretty well, but some of those random facts and stories were still a mystery. And bonus, their dares could involve removal of clothing, if she could talk him into it.
With a quick strike, Kiley watched as the balls broke apart to various edges of the table. One ball sunk into the corner pocket as the others slowed to a stop. "Solids," she said, walking around to set up her next shot. Her next shot just barely missed the next pocket and Kiley straightened, looking to Felix. "So what do I get? Humor or information?"