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Time to get this game going and since their guest has taken her shot first, he goes right on up with his caddy to play next. He takes a cigar out of the inside of his jacket pocket. Lights it and holds out his hand. The servant accompanying Mr. Giovanni hands him his mallet and places the red ball carefully in the exact place Miro's shot had made the snow not so deep.
He takes a look at the courtyard examining the manicured field covered in fluffy red. These contact lenses Gunter got for him are some high tech s**t. He can see further than he's ever been able to before and he can even adjust his focus to see depth…as in pinpoint and examine layers of depth of an object. He's also noticed he can see in the dark with these things in. Useful to say the least.
Plunking his cigar in his mouth, he stands with is feet shoulder width apart facing the ball and lines up his mallet with the ball. Looks to the playing field once again and then back to the ball. Without taking his eyes off of the ball, he pulls way back as though he were swinging a golf club, comes around and whacks that ball so hard a loud CRACK is heard as it projects off of the ground sailing way into the air. He tosses his mallet to the caddy, yanks out a pistol, stands straight up and shoots. The ball having sailed way in the distance shatters and a billion little pieces scatter in the distance falling to the ground. BODA BING!! emotion_dealwithit