"They know I don't smoke, they ain't gonna kick me out." Mick had been told about it before but it was a fight the waitresses knew they wouldn't win. He set the lighter down on the table and watched the flame for a few moments, wondering what would happen if he just set the napkins alight. Fortunately, he stopped himself and flipped the lid over, going for his pie instead. "You're jealous of the flame? Come on, Snart, that's sad."