Dakota gave a loud huff. He was getting beat but he always would win, he made sure of it. "Alright, so you have the eight ball to sink." Dakota said to the loud mouthed warlock he was playing against. "You know, I can easily sink the three I have to before you can sink your measly one." Dakota said to him. The warlock only crossed his arms, and Dakota leaned over the table, and with one hit, he sunk...one..."Thats two!" Somone in the crowd said, who was watching the game. "..Actually he sunk all three." Said another. Dakota got up and chalked his pool stick. "This is for all the marbles, Jace." Dakota said as he looked over at the Warlock. "Yes, yes it is, actually, you'll be out of five hundred dollars." "Please, Its my turn, and I never lose." Dakota snarled, it the eight ball and it bounced off the corner of the pocket, and rolled right into the other one, complete opposite of what he was hoping for, but nontheless, it got in. "Pay up." "Fine..." The warlock snarled and flung the money onto the pool table, in which Dakota collected. "Thank you." The warlock left and the crowd couldnt get enough of dear old Dakota. Especially the girls. "Oh Dakota! You're soooo good at pool!" "Yeah, handsome." "Now now girls." Dakota gave a sly grin and sat at the bar, paying for a beer with the money he had just won.