Pool, for real? How do you know which balls are yours? Or, like, where they end up after every shot? [ Screw Wanda for the moment, this is legitimately fascinating. Julie spent much of her life in dive bars, playing pool and darts, because there was little else to do. ] I feel like this is somethin' I would actually like to see.

[ If only to say she's seen it. She was willing to bang a deaf guy just to say she did it, she can definitely spare some time to just watch a blind guy shoot pool. ]

You got a lotta friends, or are you more of a lone wolf type?