Yeah, yeah. Who you laughin' at? [he grumbles, but there's no real heat behind it. He takes a slow drag, and exhales contently. He flips the lighter teasingly up into the air in front of Logan with his other hand.]

You want this back or nah? Cause I'm always addin' to my collection of lighters I've bummed off strangers - 'specially if they've chucked it at me. You might never see it again. [It disappears up one trenchcoat sleeve, and Tommy winks. Not that Logan can see behind the shades, but it's the principle of it.]