[Rummy's apartment is free of mistletoe, since he lives alone and nobody ever comes to visit, so he didn't notice it was everywhere until he left the house ( Read more... )

[Rummy is sitting on a bench out in town, holding the device up so he can talk into it.]

This fuckin' City owes me a new shirt. The one I was wearin' this mornin' caught on fire. How'd this happen? 'Cause now I can do this[He holds up his hand, and after a few seconds of concentrating, a ball of fire appears in his palm ( Read more... )