Ha, firetwigs! I know what you mean, but that’s a cute name for ‘em.
[ Or, like. He assumes that means matches, anyways. He digs further into his pocket he’d fished the cigarettes out of to produce the lighter, which is a Kenos-brand zippo, more or less. He flips and flicks it open with a little flourish to produce the flame. ]
I prefer lighters. They’re flashy. [ And modern, which is really what he prefers. But with another flip, he closes it. ] But, yeah, you’ll find firetwigs. They call ‘em matches here.
[ He nods to the cigarettes. Since he already has the lighter out, well. ]
You wanna try one? Those are pretty cheap, so I won’t be offended if you don’t like it.
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[ Or, like. He assumes that means matches, anyways. He digs further into his pocket he’d fished the cigarettes out of to produce the lighter, which is a Kenos-brand zippo, more or less. He flips and flicks it open with a little flourish to produce the flame. ]
I prefer lighters. They’re flashy. [ And modern, which is really what he prefers. But with another flip, he closes it. ] But, yeah, you’ll find firetwigs. They call ‘em matches here.
[ He nods to the cigarettes. Since he already has the lighter out, well. ]
You wanna try one? Those are pretty cheap, so I won’t be offended if you don’t like it.