With enough fish taken care of, Heiji flicked his lighter on and applied it to the little bits of crumpled paper at the center of the campfire, and began coaxing it to grow larger.

"Didn't know British folks took their chips so seriously," said Heiji. There was just a hint of mischievousness there, not planning on taking Hershel's fries the next time they had the opportunity, certainly not.

"Well, you do have some wealthy types that like to do the whole western-style mansion thing. Maids, a butler named Sebastian. You know."

Sebastian...