A lot of us out here in the Lonely Place are clutching our popcorn buckets hoping Bogart will light his cigarette from Miss Grahame’s, as much as we suspect it’s probably not going to happen. You’ve got a silver lighter like that, prepped and ready for months, you’re going to flick it. You’re independent, and won’t ask a woman for anything except what she can’t give. So yeah, you’ll flick it, and we’ll groan into our popcorn.⠀