He glances at her and shakes his head. "Nah, if I do that, Lark is never going to give me the flame gun back." This place might not be doing it for him quite the right way but on the other hand, he has to play nice. But he does grin when she urges him to go bigger and nods, going back to the panel to tweak a few things before a massive pile of wood appears before them. The smell of lighter fluid heavy in the air. Big it is then. "You might want to take a step back here." He picks up a piece of paper, taking a step back before he pulls out his lighter and tosses it into the pile of wood.

The whole thing roars as the flames explode out from it. The lighter fluid certainly has done its job. Mick watches it all with a rapt look on his face.