"Well, if you don't mind I'd like to stick to the standard game. I don't think I have the knowledge or skill to go beyond that." he laughed at himself. A few seconds later, he noted the sad look on her face, followed by the tear. And he wondered how much more of the story she was keeping to herself.<br/><br/>"Oh, yes!" he replied to her offer of a drink. He was fairly certain she wanted to change the subject and he wasn't going to push her not to. "I'll have whatever you will be having. Thanks." He racked up the balls while she left, picked up a cue - seemingly at random - and then waited for her to return.