"Um" Feretti stood up and gave Daniel a glance before tossing his flush onto the table. "Sorry Daniel, you're in this one alone..." he quickly turned and ran. Daniel longed to follow. Jack let Feretti go, he had all the people he wanted in front of him. Daniel sighed and tossed his cards down. Royal Flush. He looked up at Jack and fixed him the all to known 'innocent' expression. "Yes Jack?" Jack growled "Stand up" It wasn't a request. Daniel quickly stood and moved away from Jack. Jack stepped forward "Do you realise what you did?!" Daniel bit his lip and took another step back, slowly backing towards the wall. "Um, what have I done Jack?" Jack held up his bent iron club. The end was bent in a very weird position. "This" Daniel looked quickly to the club and then back at Jack. "Oh...that" Jack grinned angrily "Yes...that". Daniel took a deep breath and held up his hands while taking another step back. "You gotta believe me. It WAS an accident" Jack looked from the club to Daniel and back again.
"An Accident? AN ACCIDENT? This does NOT look like an accident to me!" Daniel's back hit the wall with a soft 'thud'. "Jack it was, I promise" jack snickered "Promise my ars-" "I swear!". Jack took a deep breath and lowered the club "You have one minute to explain" Daniel sucked in a deep breath of air and started to explain. "Well, I was in the lab when Feretti ran in, saying something about needing me for his team..." Jack listened to daniel, the bent club softly him on his palm. Visualising all the things he could do with the club to Daniel. "...and so I went up for my shot but all the others were already bent, so I had seen your set in your office and so I...borrowed...that one". Maybe he'd hit him over the head. Nah, to easy. "...I took that one and went back down for my turn..." Maybe shove it up his ars-
"...I went up for my shot, hit it and 'pang!' it got it through!" Daniel now wore a victorious smile as he frantically explained it to Jack. Maybe Iíll just wrap it around his neck... "So, why exactly were you in there?" Daniel bit his lip again. "We were bored?". "Bored?! You were bored! So you decided to take my best iron and use it to play golf with the iris!". Daniel sighed, "Not just with the iris, it was three inches open, Feretti thinks it's gotta be some kinda of a record or something!". Jack groaned, he wasn't getting anywhere. Daniel smiled "Oh Yeah! I also won something! The guys had $75 bucks riding on it!". Daniel's face was lit like a Christmas tree. "Good for you" "I learnt from the best" Jack smiled and let his hand drop, he gestured towards the door. "I say it's time for a drink" Daniel laughed "Oh yeah!". They both started to walk towards the door when Jack looked back down at his bent club.
"You do realise this was one of my best?" Daniel took up and frowned "You have multiple favourites?". Jack's eyebrows shot up. "What do you mean? Of course I have others, you need a few" Daniel bit his lip. "What colour tip did these 'other' favourites have? Just for curiousosities sake". "Blue. Why?" Daniel groaned, he'd known this was to good to be true. "Blue huh" Jack turned to him "You didn't..." "I take it you didn't find the others?" Jack's face reddened "OTHERS?!". Daniel quickly ducked and ran for the door. "Why that son-of-a..." Jack gripped the club and ran after him. "I'll bend them back! ON YOUR HEAD!".
