"Looks like we're going to win little Leprechaun!"

Jack POV
Bloody leprechaun? Who does he think he is trying to stereotype the Irish? Next he'll be asking where me pot of gold is. I shook my head and walked over to the bowling balls and picked Emerald Green, I put my name as booperdooper for a chuckle because I'm like 10. "There's a hush over the crowd, Can Jack get a strike? Only time will tell" Bob was running some sort of commentary apparently. I chuckled slightly and aimed my sights and released the ball and, as if Bob was a seer or psychic I got a strike. "YEAH BOYS!" I high fived Bob and Wade and smiled at Mark, I wasn't sure how this was going to play out, I don't want to make things awkward.

Mark's POV
Jack got the strike. We're currently in the lead as I said, he high fived Bob and Wade but left me out, I guess he's not comfortable with me yet? I don't want to push him so I just patted his shoulder when he sat down next to me. "we got this Jack" I smiled. Jack just turned to me and nodded in agreement. Sure enough Wade got a gutterball. Me and Jack won, as predicted. Bob pouted "that's because Wade sucks!" Jack erupted into laughter "You're not wrong there Bob!" he wiped the tears from his eyes and turned to me. "Oh and Mark was brilliant!" I smiled elated, maybe he'd warmed up to me. I really like him and I need him to be mine.