Fine, fine.

[A wave of his hand and a lighter appears in a puff of smoke beside where the cigarettes had been sitting.]

That's as much as I can do for you right now, though. Anything else and I'll get accused of playing favorites and it'll be this whole thing. Everyone came up with such stuffy, uptight rules. Really gets me off my game.

[As for the thought of arson, he shrugs.]

Just make sure you don't screw around with anyone from our own team--after that, anything goes.