"Definitely!" Porky said with a big grin on his face, "I'll make sure you're along for the ride if I ever set some zombies on fire. Hopefully I won't be turning into a zombie next time so I can actually have some fun, too."

"As for the torch," Porky said, "Don't worry about solving any riddles or giving me anything. It's not like it would cost me much more than a shirt and a stick or something, and it's not often that I actually make a good impression on someone. Hell, most people hate me within moments of meeting me. It's been a while since I've actually enjoyed someone's company and they've enjoyed mine. At least, I hope you're not just humoring me."

Oh, what the hell. Why not?

"You know what? You're definitely getting the torch tonight," Porky said, a genuine smile on his face, "Where do you wanna meet to get it?"