Vic dug her stress reliever out of her jeans pocket. She stared at it gently, almost chucking it. There was a little bit left, a little bit she could see through the plastic. She shook it a little, thinking it was some delusion. She gave a small sigh, and decided she'd just ask someone if they could smuggle her in a new one. The flame appeared tiny as she turned the flint,and then, just as quickly as a smile came on her face, went out.