Hey, honesty goes a long way. I try not to misrepresent myself.

[She claims the darts with a smirk, considering purposely staggering her throws to make the imminent win by a slightly smaller margin. Her first toss lands just left of center, the second one just beneath it.]

I don't know, we could be cutting it close this round.

[But even if he's the one who has to pay up, one good turn deserves another. He'll get a story or two, too. She tosses the rest, and each dart lands around the center of the board, though none actually hit bullseye.]

So close. Looks like you owe me storytime. You'll get french fries out of it, at least.