"That's what they called it in the script," Felix shrugged. "I think it was supposed to have lines, but they thought better on it after casting. I had something stuck in my branch that one of the main characters was supposed to grab. I don't even fucking remember." He waved his hand in the air like that was hardly the important part.
Despite the fact that this wasn't really news to him, he still managed to look pleasantly surprised before laughing. "You know, I've been here almost two weeks and I'd go through an hour of implant shocking just for some Leon's," he sighed a little dreamily, and he really did suddenly having a hankering for barbecue. He figured that was probably enough to indicate that he was from her neck of the woods, though he wasn't about to give any more information than that.
He lined up his first shot and made it, prowling around the table to aim for a second, knocking another ball in. "I mean, that and the obvious ride the fuck out of here, but I'd take a rib bucket and bbq fries as consolation." He aimed for a third, but missed, clicking his tongue in disapproval. That was two, at least.