Jesse frowned as the scarf wouldn't budge. He hadn't thought about it yet today because he'd been trying to keep smoke free since he knew he'd be over here and he knew how much she hated the smell. There had been no cigarettes at all in the last hour.
He felt his pockets. The lighter was gone.
"Well. This is gonna sound fuckin stupid. But yer gonna have to say some magic words to get it off. And then my lighter's gonna fall out into yer lap."
Of all the things that Zoe had seen that had to do with him, he hoped this wasn't the one that she laughed at. The scarf needed to be off and needed to be in a safe place.
"I made it so I was the only one could get it offa me. So I could have the choice of who and what I wanted to be. Ya ready? Real simple. Just gotta say fuck communism. Then it'll all be over."