"Breathe fire?  No."<br/><br/>Toro regards the disco ball.<br/><br/>"But if I give that to yez, everyone else will want one!  What else have ye got in mind?"<br/><br/>As sneakily as he does anything else (not very), he tries to slip one arm around her shoulders.<br/><br/>"Why not join me in a drink and we can talk about it?"