Nightwatch column from today's Irish Independent
It was a reasonable enough request, I guess. The guy had tapped me on the shoulder to get my attention, and I had turned distractedly to face him. "'Scuse me bud," he asked, "but do you have a lighter?" I was confused. "A what?" I asked. "A lighter," he repeated, making a lighter motion with his hands. Being a bit slow on the uptake, I only finally copped what he was asking when I saw the cigarette dangling from his lips.