Pool shark

Through a smoke filled room I saw my next victim. He had been in the club for the last hour drinking and playing pool with his mates. I had seen him taking money from them after each game he won.
I walked over to the bar and ordered a shandy. The man playing pool was out of ear shot and as far as he could tell I had a pint of larger in my hand. He had seen me here before he walked in so as far as he knew I had had a skin full.
With my fresh pint in hand I started to walk from the bar putting on an exaggerated stagger. Purposely I headed to the table next to his and put my pint down near the tables. Once I hadset up my table I started taking shots at the balls and missing easy shots. The guy I was going to fleece was at the side of his table next to mine. With a careful the shot I had the cue ball on that side of the table.
Still staggering I made my way around the table. The showoff was bunt over the table lining up his shot. I went to do the same but with my stagger, I fell slightly and bumped his cue. He swear under his breath straightened up and turned to me.
“Hey watch it mate. You just messed my shot up.”
So this was the tricky part slurring my words slightly but not too much and keeping up the appearance of being drunk.
“Sorry, mate. Just lost my balance there for a minute. I’ve been here all day.”
“Yeah just be careful yeah.”
His tone was less than friendly so this was going to be nice taking his cash.
“Tell ya what...