Francis then. And it's your turn Franny. Remember, we have a finite number of darts.


[There was plenty on teasing in Steve's voice and he leaned against the wall, looking expectant. It wasn't impossible Francis could beat him, he wasn't infallible, but it was highly unlikely, unless the guy was hiding something. Discovering that was just as valuable as anything else they accomplished.]


What's your friend's name? The one who eats.