Nathan watched with an odd fascination as Issac set up the game. Clearly he was familiar with it in a way that Nathan probably never would be. Holding the cue stick in a way that he thought looked right, but still felt awkward, he eyed the table. "Really? Okay though I hope we don't play too seriously. I can't do more than hit a few balls from time to time. I'm supposed to hit this white one into the rest of them, right?" He made a slight face, wondering how he might possibly keep a disaster from happening. He wanted to look cool in front of Issac, or at least cute. At least he would get to steal a few good looks at the other man's butt though.