Thant grinned as he noticed he was right where he was, in the centre of attention. He nodded confidentially at everyone, and held the match up high: "Behold! Dont try this at AUTSJ!!!" with a yell, he dropped the match as he burned his fingers, and while he blew on the said fingers, the match truck true. Light errupted, as the rum caught fire, and flames struck out in all directions. "Note to self, next time dont use the whole bottle of sthrö-rum." Thelian patted out the flames on his cloak, and held out the tray of deserts.
"Banasplit Flambé anyone?"