Let's let Jeff make the first move...

"Go ahead." Give him a smile. There we go. Shit, how visible are my tits through this shirt in this light? Um... very. Very visible. Shit.

"Sounds good." Wow, look at those balls. They're going, like, all over the table. Do I actually know how to play pool? No, no I don't think I do. Fuck.

Oh shit, here come more people. Like four dudes. Why are they giving me funny looks? Can they see my tits? Can they tell I'm literally wearing nothing under this shirt? Fuck. Act natural. Don't worry, they're just going to the bar.

"Hey, we, uh, I thought we'd paid for the table up front in advance so we could watch the game?" Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit!