"Yeah, I'm sure,"
Dante confirmed with a chuckle, watching as Adam arranged the balls on the table so that they could start their game. "I've got thick skin. I think I can handle it."
When the other man offered to let him start the game off, Dante walked around the table for a better vantage point. "I've been pretty good,"
he answered, bending over the table and taking aim at a space just to the right of the ball at the tip of the triangle. "Just working and keeping my nose clean. How about you?"
he asked as he took a shot, listening to the satisfying crack
of the balls scattering.