So I did Flaming Bunny instead.” “Flaming Bunny,” Wax said flatly. “Please tell me you didn’t set a rabbit on fire, Wayne.” “Of course not. I couldn’t find a damn wig in time; where would I find a rabbit?” “Good, I—” “You use a cat for Flaming Bunny. And those are all over the dang place.” “Wayne. You set a cat on fire?” “Hell, no! What do you think I am? A sadist?” Wax relaxed a little. “You throw the cat out a window,” Wayne explained. “Oh, Harmony …” Wax said. “Why?” “To save it from the flames, of course!” Wayne shook his head as Wax led him toward the storm drain.
