He pulled out a card and a Sharpie, scrawling on the card's back.
He held it up for a few moments. The ink on the field of blue paisley on the back of the card was damn hard to read. You'd have to be right on top of it. After a few moments, he pulled out a Zippo and burned it. Then flushed the ashes.
Staring at the ashes, he wondered how many more fires he'd light.
Still hard to read!