“We could—got nothing against a game if you want.”

John has been watching the guy for a few moments before being noticed, and he’s…not what he expected for someone close to Sims. Then again, John himself isn’t the kind of guy you would expect to hang out with him, either, so…

Crossing over to the table, John shifts to grab a cue and a block of chalk to prep it for a shot.

“Rack ‘em up, and…I guess tell me how you met Sims?”