a can of petrol and a match - he'll be her saviour if she wants. ;D

would LOVE that! Besides, she doesn't even remember the last time she saw her Uncle Ireland v.v Flames were pretty too...

wears a grin like a hero as he pours the petrol over the offending paperwork and then strikes a match. He drops it on the soggy paper and_

pulls Shaliza out of harms way as he admires his handiwork.

gazes at it, idly wondering if she had marshmallows... "Thank you. I really needed that."

isn't familiar with the toasting of marshmallows, but even he thinks they could put the fire to good use. 'My pleasure. It looked like it_

had to be killed.' He grins.

laughs softly. "It did. Thank you again."