“Practise?” Her jaw dropped as she witnessed the nonchalant hits. “Dude, you should be in the Olympics.” Heartened, she raised the rifle against her shoulder and aimed at a row of rubber duckies sailing past. Four shots sounded in rapid succession, and the procession of yellow toys reached the far end safely.<br/><br/>Kim grinned and put the gun down, rubbing her shoulder. “I better watch, before I hurt something more than the backboard.” She bumped a jeans clad hip against the counter, and turned to watch the expert. A sudden, impish grin spread upon the girl’s pretty face. “Ha, nothing wrong with your reflexes, can tell that, but you don’t seem the kinda guy with a bedroom full of Fun Fair Toys? Bet you didn’t learn to shoot like that on Fairs ‘n such?”<br/>