This brings back fond memories. While in high school I dated a young lady who had a beautiful home in Brentwood, TN with a bonus/game room. I was from the other side of the tracks, for sure (Antioch, TN). I was already a pool player by this time (at least I was good for my age and could beat all of my friends, but in the pool room still a slug compared to real players).
We had a really fun friend group that generally consisted of my degenerate male friends, along with this young lady and her girlfriends, along with her older sister (who was in love with my best friend).
She had a nice little 8 foot table with good chalk and house cues. She was always telling me how good her dad was. He got home from the office one day and she told him how nobody could beat me, so he came up to "show me a thing or two". I murdered him, LOL, showing him no respect (on the table). He was a competitive person (successful business man) and really liked that.
Her family was always fine with us playing there (we took good care of his table). Sometimes we would be out, and one of my friends would get a bug up his tail, and want to challenge me to a money match and we'd drive over to her house in Brentwood at random times, and the parents would let us come in and play, LOL. (Whether the girls were there or not). It was a good friend group. Her dad even gave me the keys to his brand new Chevy Blazer for Prom Night. I took my girl, her sister went with my best friend, plus a few other couples. Ahhh....the 90s.