Brian waited a beat and then took a step back, still grinning. "Better?" He waited until Xander was in place, leaning over the table to line up the shot, and then he moved into place behind him again, basically draping his body over Xander's, hands sliding down his arms to cover Xander's hands. "Aim to the left of center to give the cue ball some spin," he suggested quietly, not moving except to adjust Xander's aim ever so slightly.