Rusty James has a bad habit of getting attached to people, Smokey says. And maybe he's right because as soon as he sees you walking into Benny's, he almost misses his shot at pool.

"Hey, sweets." Rusty James calls, pushing his hair back into his bandana, while Smokey goes on with the game.

You're just his friend but god does he like you. He swears his eyes go shootin hearts when he sees you.

"C'mere, I'll show ya how to play pool." Rusty James smiles, leaning with his hip into the pool table.