[The booth runner is only glad to comply with their wishes, the sweet, sweet cash from their competition making a pretty penny for them. After getting his next round of basketballs, he shoots a fierce glare at Derek, the competitive energy almost crackling off of him. Without turning his gaze from the older man, he takes one of the balls and shoots it towards the basket... and it goes in. By some sort of freakish luck, it actually goes in.
... it was incredibly extra, and unnecessary, but he's trying to make a point-- the point being 'Don't mess with him, Derek Marlowe.']
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... it was incredibly extra, and unnecessary, but he's trying to make a point-- the point being 'Don't mess with him, Derek Marlowe.']