Phoenix had been playing the game for a while. Sometimes getting frustrated when the dart hit the balloon but it didn't pop. But her mood has gotten better none the less. Her thoughts became sane and she lost all interest in putting something on fire. IT was like all she needed was a distraction. Something to get her mind off of it. She tossed the dart in her palm and it bounced off the balloon. She growled. "Son of a gun! How is that even possible!" She threw her hands up in anger. "The dart is sharp, and the balloon can be easily popped! This can't be happening!"
"Hi,"
Phoenix turned around and looked at Ten. She gave a smile. "Sup Ten! Win me a prize!" She said and handed him his last dart. It was suppose to come out as a question but it was more of a demand. A giddy demand. One that Ten would hopefully understand and do for her. This game was frustrating her to no end and she had a couple of outburst and the staff member is clearly wary of her now. So she decided to take a break and let Ten do his thing