Best shot

Turning to Katie's face, then receiving the kiss to his cheek, his eyes widen. For a split second, he hopes he hasn't given her some kind of wrong impression, but with her thanks, he knows that's not the case.

Looking back to the table, he clears his throat, a crooked grin returning. "If I woulda known I'd get that, I woulda taught you how to play pool sooner." He gives her a teasing growl, lifting his eyebrows up and down. Returning his attention to the game, the humor dances in his eyes.

"Yes... I do believe we were here, and you were taking aim. Give 'er your best shot."