Sam laughed. He shouldn't laugh, really. The whole Hope-thing had been a disaster, and his best friend had been in a coma because of it. Still, the idea of Sam Ford setting things on fire was patently ridiculous. "Trust me, the worst thing I would burn is the cupcakes, and it definitely wouldn't be intentional."
"I totally get it if you want to move slow. I don't really know what I'm doing, anyway. But, um. I'm not going to blow up in your face. Don't worry."