[Of course, he can pretend that street-savviness is the key all he wants, but let's face it- he's never bothered with building fires much anyway. When the nights got colder, he just went inside and waited it out.
And it never got this cold at night in Agrabah.
Still, he goes to the fire and begins poking around with the wood and kindling, then reaches into a pocket and produces a small disposable lighter.]
"This is just a little something I found in the shop. It makes fire at the push of a button."
[And, looking very smug, he holds a piece of kindling above the lighter, pulls the lever... and nothing happens.]
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[Of course, he can pretend that street-savviness is the key all he wants, but let's face it- he's never bothered with building fires much anyway. When the nights got colder, he just went inside and waited it out.
And it never got this cold at night in Agrabah.
Still, he goes to the fire and begins poking around with the wood and kindling, then reaches into a pocket and produces a small disposable lighter.]
"This is just a little something I found in the shop. It makes fire at the push of a button."
[And, looking very smug, he holds a piece of kindling above the lighter, pulls the lever... and nothing happens.]
"... There's a trick to it. Hang on."