I'm not going to stop believing in you. [Junna smiles at her -- and she says it sincerely, and with resolve. Then she nods, and she gently claps Lisa on the shoulder; she turns, then, and looks at the table while she listens to Lisa explain more. What she says... it makes sense. They could end up not talking about this, if they're not careful.
She looks back at Lisa, smiles, and then she nods.] All right. Let's keep going. So... since you didn't hit any balls, it just means you didn't pocket one of yours. If you'd pocketed the cue or one of my balls, it'd be different. Or, um, send a ball off the table. [She laughs a little.] Try to not do that.
But... it means it's my turn. [She walks up, and looks at the cue -- and then she hits the 10-ball. It goes off, rolling into a corner pocket. Junna smiles and looks a little proud.
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She looks back at Lisa, smiles, and then she nods.] All right. Let's keep going. So... since you didn't hit any balls, it just means you didn't pocket one of yours. If you'd pocketed the cue or one of my balls, it'd be different. Or, um, send a ball off the table. [She laughs a little.] Try to not do that.
But... it means it's my turn. [She walks up, and looks at the cue -- and then she hits the 10-ball. It goes off, rolling into a corner pocket. Junna smiles and looks a little proud.
But she keeps from saying so too much.]