Mm-hm. My dad taught me to play when I was about eleven. We... both got pretty competitive about it. [She looks sideways at Lisa, and then Junna cracks a smile -- and she laughs sheepishly. She knows she can get competitive; it's not quite a character flaw, but it comes with taking things seriously.] Don't worry, I'll keep it in check.

[She walks over, then she takes a pool cue. There's a second where she's checking the balance of it. Then, she nods with satisfaction. She puts a little chalk on the tip, before handing it over to Lisa. She starts preparing her own, after.]

I've played since then. In middle school and after I moved. I've played here a few times and I know the owner. [She tilts her head to the side.] It's... I guess, I just feel relaxed when I do. It's good for getting me to not think of things. I... well, I hadn't come since December, though.

[Which is its own admission: this was a way she takes care of herself, and she'd stopped.]