Pausing over the table with the cue in her hand, Cameron flicked the guy a glance, eyebrows disappearing into the mop of her hair. "I've never been married to a Chase," she sardonically replied, and then diverted her attention back to the ball. It was a difficult shot, the balls still clotted up on the table, and she succeeded in breaking some of them apart but little more.

"So, you're what? Australian?" she asked as she stepped back and slouched against the brace of her cue.