[ The effect, naturally, is immediate. Once the podium bursts into flames, everyone in the immediate area splutters and cries out in shock, with shouts of, “get an extinguisher!” and “what the hell!” and “holy shit!” ringing out in unison. Once again, Peter has to stifle a laugh in favor of looking surprised as well – though after a quick glance around, it seems pretty pointless. No one has any eyes on them. He backs them up to the entrance and palms the control for the door, nodding his head for Maya to go first. ]
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