Possibly, I'm Insane

“Hang on,” Pete says, “this fireplace requires wood.”

“Most fireplaces do,” says Patrick.

“No.” Pete shakes his head. “Not fireplaces in California. Those fireplaces require electricity!”  

“But we are not in California anymore,” Patrick says. “You whisked me away for a romantic weekend in the mountains.”

“When it said the room came with a fireplace, I didn’t know it meant a fireplace like the pioneers had.”

“There’s wood stacked right next to it. We can just use that wood.”

“And light it how? With the power of our minds?”

“With a match.”

Pete looks impressed. “You’re practically a Boy Scout!”