Malcolm Bright

"Oh that's reassuring," he replied with a sarcastic tone and a smirk behind the edge of his lifting coffee cup.

"Yeah actually. You know one too now," he implied with a lift of his eyebrows. "Almost all the bars here got 'em. One night we'll have to go out and play together." Raylan liked pool. It was easy, fun, and he didn't have to think or work too hard. Plus, it went great with a few fingers of scotch.

"Isn't Racquetball basically tennis on a wall to be played by yourself?"