Fenix is laughing as he closes his fist around the tealight. "Hahahahah! Oh... you're more spin than smoke, my boy. Twisting and twirling. It's been a spell since I've seen one of yours in the wild, as it were. Still, I like your spirit." His grin is sadistically cruel now. "I don't have a particular need for an act like yours at the moment, but..."

He opens his hand again to reveal a business card. The edges have an artful char to them.

"I'm always interested to see where certain talents go. And the future's not yet written." Fenix offers the card to Jeff. "You give me a call if anything... interesting happens in your sleepy little town, hmm?"