Jimmy's lighter was old fashioned. You couldn't get it at a store like 7-11. Would have to find a fancy cigar shop. But not even at the cigar shop. It would have to be a cigar shop in the past. They just didn't make lighters like that these days.
Jimmy knew this because he went looking for one. After he'd found it on an empty table at the cafe a year back. He had looked around to see if anyone might've been looking for it. He even sat there for thirty minutes (about) to see if the owner would return.
Finally when he left. He felt guilty taking it. But he'd feel more guilt leaving it there. Jimmy would at least take care of it. If he were ever to run into the rightful owner, he'd hand it over.
Jimmy knew this because he went looking for one. After he'd found it on an empty table at the cafe a year back. He had looked around to see if anyone might've been looking for it. He even sat there for thirty minutes (about) to see if the owner would return.
Finally when he left. He felt guilty taking it. But he'd feel more guilt leaving it there. Jimmy would at least take care of it. If he were ever to run into the rightful owner, he'd hand it over.
