She snorts. "With all the repairs I constantly have to do? No way. Besides," she says, then looks around conspiratorially. "I'm upgrading a certain war elephant's armor." ~~~ Adam grins at her reaction and blushes lightly. He turns back to the table and pockets 3 balls in quick succession. "Huh. This is fun!"
Max rolls her eyes. "Calm down, 'host of Bast'. What do you wanna know about me?" she asks, shifting to stare at Winter expectantly. ~~~ Adam raises his eyebrows. "What does that mean?"
Max grins widely and leans back in the chair. "Don't worry, girlie. If we were worried about you being a host, we would have killed you already." ~~~ Adam nods, looking almost grim. "Ladies first," he says, gesturing to the table.
He hums in acknowledgment. "And if I knock any of your balls in the pockets, I lose my turn, right?" ~~~ Max looks intrigued. "That's wack. Is it a tight fit in there?"