<em>Well, at least our assignment today is just a bunch of fluff,</em>Lexi thought with a huff as she absentmindedly pulled a bunsen burner out of a drawer.  They were just going through the equipment and talking about how to use it properly.  Of all the rotten luck, how could she have gotten stuck being<em> his</em>lab partner?  She was half-obsessed with him, still unable to really understand his rebuff.<br/><br/>She was startled by his apology for his friend and dropped the flint spark lighter, sending it clattering to the table.<em>Great,</em>she thought,<em> now he'll think I'm a klutz for sure.</em>She didn't know if things could get worse. "It's okay," she muttered under her breath, picking the lighter back up.  She turned the gas on and used to lighter.  Once she had her flame, she turned it off and looked at Vician, her face still tinged with color. "Want to try to light it?" she asked, thrusting the lighter at him. And then, unable to resist, she hissed through gritted teeth, "I know it was you. Why are you denying it?"