So I walk out of a tobacco shop and suddenly this guy is totally in my face and I can't understand a single word he's saying. I just keep moving forward, but he's following me. I finally realize that he wants a light for his cigarette. I pull out my lighter and try to light his cigarette for him but it's too windy. He hands looked pretty gross so I just gave it to him, told him to keep it, and I walked off. He starts telling me "no, man, hold on, I'll give it back" but I just stop him and say "no, it's yours now, keep it". I'm walking away from him but he keeps yelling to me about giving me back my lighter. I'm yelling at him "KEEP IT, IT'S YOURS!" He finally ends up running half way up this really steep block to give me back my crappy lighter that I had just found hours ago and didn't even want