Stas reached into his pocket and flipped open his lighter as he brought out. "Let us get this party started," he said with a smirk. He picked a few fireworks out of the pile and lined them up so he could light them all at once for a more impressive show.

He lit the first and continued moving down the line to light each one after until all the fuses were burning and they began rocketing into the sky. Except for the one that spun downward and shot toward a knot of people. "Look out!" Stas yelled in Russian. He quickly stashed his lighter and then took another swig of his beer, turning to Sim with a guilty grin. "Oops."