"Innit that what the light's for?" Raylan asked, taking his turn to flash John in the face with the light and a squinty playful look as it followed him out, turning down so he could walk back in without being blinded. "Coulda picked up the whole basket."

He bobbed his eyebrows at the information about the house, nodding noncommittally. "Maybe I will. I'll bring a fruitcake and a plant you can kill." He doubted he'd break for the need for company that soon, but he would keep it in mind. He found he liked John, for whatever reason.

"Darker chimney means a heavier burn, heavier burn means they got more need for a larger pile. Worth a shot anyway, unless you wanna spend the whole night goin' through every house."