"Of course you may," Rylee replied with a sudden flair of his Southern drawl that only appeared when he was drunk, sad, horny, or really excited. He was definitely excited with the explosives. But he didn't notice the twang and dug into his pocket to pull out a cheap lighter. He didn't smoke but he kept a supply of lighters just in case there was ever another power outage and he needed candles. It was best to be prepared. Always.
He smiled at Karin then turned back to Charlie, his smile broadening. "You look like a little kid with your sparklers, Charlie," He teased over the crackling light that Charlie moved about. "Like one of them ribbon dancers or something." He bit the corner of his lip, the smile never leaving his face, and crossed his arms over his chest.