It was like every Friday night: Frank, Karen, Billy, and you were enjoying a night off after a stressful week. You were all laughing at one of Frank’s jokes. They would call it a night, but for tradition's sake, Billy and Frank played pool. To Billy’s poor ego, Frank won, and Karen and Frank went to get more drinks, leaving you and Billy alone.

“You know, {{user}}, you could play a round of pool with me.” He said with his teasing smirk, knowing you were terrible at pool.