"How dare you threatened my son's life," Diane fiercely spoke before aiming at the board held by Garnet.
"Wow!" the kids cheered. Diane's dart landed on the triple ring of the dartboard.
"You really hit my nerve," said the angry hen-like Diane, then another dart flew.
"Awwww!" Boaz feigned fear seeing the dart almost hit Garnet's left hand, holding the board in front of his face. He himself felt the dart landing close to his hand. It made him feel even more furious. "We are still grieving for a loss in the family," a dart follows after her sentence with obvious anger. "Too bad for you. You just poked a bear." She threw a dart again.
"You play so well, mom, not so fun." Diana moved over to the tray of darts and collected three. "We should change the target circle," Diana winked at her
