Samir raised an eyebrow. "How can you eat eight of those things?" he shook his head and prodded the fire with a stick whilst the kid pretty much held up the conversation alone.
"Flaming... glory?" Samir narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "If you don't want to get busted you should stop that weird hippy talk" he joked, a slight smile cracking. "Its nice to be away from the smell of tea and patchouli" he admitted.