Jim considers the layout on the table, trying to gauge if he can do a trickshot and hop the cue ball over one of the stripes blocking the way. Probably not, given the state of his hand, and he reluctantly nixes the idea, searching for an alternate move to make.

"What made you change your mind?" he asks, eyeing the angles needed for a long, bouncing shot. He doesn't ask what she means by anymore, either - if she finds it important, he's sure she'll say so. There's all sorts of legitimate reasons why someone might disown their heritage.