"Focus on one thing." Roxy repeated. She swallowed nervously. She wished he would back way and give her some space. She couldn't think with him so close. She tried to focus on her breathing. It was the one thing she was more aware of then anything. She was sure he had noticed her nervousness. She hoped that he contributed it to her struggles to hit all the bottles rather then to how close he was to her. Once her breathing evened out some she took another shot. She hit the next bottle.