[Junna smiles a little sheepishly, when Lisa realizes that she's in trouble. She hesitates for a second -- should she have told her it was fine? Did she play too hard? But--no, the way Lisa calls the game mean and all but says 'nerrrrrd' tells her it's fine. She laughs.] I'm not arguing with you. It's a lot more than knocking balls around a table. But, you're doing really well, especially for a first timer. I've got a few years of practice on you.

You're gonna get there, trust me. And... learning to play is fun, on its own. [She smiles a bit more. Then, Junna starts towards another side of the table. She listens, though, and she makes a bit of a face. That... that sounds...

She sighs.] That's so on the nose that it feels unfair, Lisa.

[But there's a look in her eyes, too. That's her; that's exactly how she feels about everything. Finish one thing, two more pop up -- always having something she has to do, always feeling like she's treading water. Junna looks back at the table, sucks a breath in, and then she leans over. She looks at the 14-ball, which hasn't been touched much so far. She hits the cue ball -- and she gets the angle wrong. The cue ball goes flying..

...hits the rail, bounces up, and then hits the floor with a clatter.

Junna's eyebrow twitches.]

Y-You were saying about if I get a scratch?