"AH! MY WINGS!" Jimmy yelled "Do you have any idea how much they stink when they burn!?" (Note: seriously, go outside and burn some feathers.) "Believe me I know!" He went on... He was getting ready to backhand Pyro out of rage when Ave caught his hand and scowled "don't be stupid. We need someone to set things on fire."
"But I can do that with my mad little lighter!" Jimmy pulled out his wicked little cigarette lighter. "yes, but Pyro doesn't need a lighter, and we need someone who THINKS fire..." And with that, Ave ran off again.
"Fine." Jimmy sulked, nursing his scorch marks.