Chase had initially been uncertain about the trip down into the basement, particularly because of the long elevator ride down, but some good food and one and a half rum and coke's later and he was feeling fairly settled. He didn't know how long he'd been half-bent over the Robin Hood archery game to hold the attatched crossbow steady, just that he had a pile of tickets pooled onto the floor from the three tokens he'd used already, and that he'd already hit the high score. The fact that he was winning only intensified his mood, and he grinned as he fired another shot, hitting the target dead center.
"So," he glanced over at Kiley, his smile warmed by alcohol and bright as he settled into position again. "Robin Hood used a bow. Like, a regular bow. And he's even using one on the console banner. Do you think the only reason they made it so you use a crossbow is so that no one would wander off with an actual fake bow? Or that they just liked seeing people stick their butts out?" He wiggled his slightly for emphasis, seemingly forgetting the basement was full of people for a moment.