[So Kim takes his cue back and strikes the white ball toward the triangle shape he had formed with the rest. It makes a very satisfying crack and sends the mass to all corners and sides of the table. A red striped ball goes in. Number 11. Kim stepped back and smiled.]

There see? Now that I've had my side decided I can go ahead and take another hit, since I've made one into the pockets.

[And he strikes again at a brown and white, '15'. He misses on purpose to allow Lightning to try her hand. After all this is her first time.
Little does he know.]

And now it is your turn.