@callmecatman:
"Hey; hey. It's not my fault you always beat me at pool. You played dad for years." Nelle laughed, somewhat inebriated, enough that her head had that pleasant fuzziness to it which had her sticking out her tongue at her 'Uncle' Blake. He was older than her, but not by a whole lot, her father just happened to be in his thirties when he had become friends with Blake.
"So, go on. What's my punishment?" She asked, sitting up on the edge of the table and setting down the cues. "I promise I won't break the rules and say no again."













