James watched a moment as Cassidy and Nichole headed towards the pool table, and he chuckled at his comment. "Nah man... That would be a nice catch though. I can't even look at her like that anymore."

Once Daniel started talking to him about a job, his face became serious. If there was one thing about James, he knew that business needed to be treated seriously always, if he slipped up even once someone would try and take advantage of it. He sighed. "Unfortunately, I haven't. After my first couple rounds in this city, I learned my lesson." His eyes fell to Nichole when he said something about a reference, but before he could say anything he heard her call out to him. Sasha even offered him a small wave when he saw him and he just gave a nod. He looked to Daniel as they walked though. 

"However, you might have a bit of luck being here tonight, Dan." he said, nodding towards Nichole. "She'd do it, and you might want to get on it now before she gets snatched up again. She books up quick when she's actually free. If that says anything for her work."

Once they got over to the pool table and they started talking, James couldn't help but chuckle at the term 'shark bait.' "Like from that damn fish movie!" he laughed, and he saw Cassidy laugh a little too. "Shark Bait, oh ah ah!"

Cassidy laughed a little harder and spoke, "Feckin' Findin' Nema! I swear!"

James looked at her and laughed a little more when he saw how red she turned when her accent came out. It wasn't long after that when their game ended and Nichole rejoined them. They somehow got on doubles, and Nichole started setting up the table when Cassidy looked to Dan when he talked to her. "You know, I would, but sorry Dan. Not happening tonight." she laughed a little. Once Dan went, she started her turn, first looking at the table. 

Nichole looked over to Dan and shrugged a bit. "You never call a match before it's over." she said, her eyes scanning the table too. "It's mostly geometric, and if you have a good eye, it's easy."

Nichole watched as Cass made her shots, and she saw how good of a run she was on before she missed her last shot, narrowly. She just didn't hit hard enough, and she saw the ball sitting in the pocket, ready to fall in when it was tapped. Nichole took her stick and moved to make her shot, calling her first couple before she purposely missed the last one to block them in and she saw James look at her. "Your turn, Jimmy boy." she said, and he glared at her.

"Thanks for giving me nothing!" he groaned, and Nichole just laughed, but she saw Cass shaking her head.

"It's called defensive playing." Cass said, "It's a good tactic when you know how to use it. Plus, she did leave you quite a few shots."

Nichole gave a slightly impressed nod. "Okay, shark bait, just because it comes to you naturally, doesn't mean it comes to everyone naturally." James said, really studying the table and Cass just sort of chuckled.

"You shouldn't bitch, Jimmy boy. You're still two balls up at the moment." Nichole said.

"Put me at a card table, and I could teach you a few things." James said, and Nichole rolled her eyes. James chuckled at her reaction before he made his shot, actually making a ball in and going again. "I knew you'd agree."

"Shut it, Jimmy." Nichole said, and Cass laughed. However she stopped when Sasha came back over and put a hand on Nichole's shoulder. Her eyes looked over to him and he leaned over.

"Call when ready, da?" he asked, and she gave a nod before saying something to him in Russian. Cass gave them a look and watched as Sasha left and she let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Something about him put her on edge, but she wasn't sure exactly what it was. Other than everything she knew about him from her files. She shook her head and looked at them.

"Anyone need a drink?" she asked. Once they answered, she headed to the bar and ordered herself another drink.