[Listen, he may not have done a great job on that last dart, but he can still have a smug grin about it.]

I dunno about that. My luck's never been that great.

[... weird flex but okay

He looks at the nearest mug of gross fermented whatever-it-is, and lifts an eyebrow at it, shaking his head.]

I'll take the congrats, but pass on the drink. Not sure how anyone can stomach that stuff.