Re: Side Rooms: Emerson and Piper
Once they were outside, Emerson pulled out a pack of cigarettes, offering one back to Piper as they walked toward where he thought he'd parked his car. With his free hand, he conjured a lighter-size flame at his finger tips as he held it out for her.
"I assume you don't have a lighter on you, and if you do? I really don't want to know where you're keeping it," he explained.