“Holly moved. A second too late. The table clipped her backpack, knocking the gas tank clean off. It spun through the air, trailing flammable liquid. Italian restaurants—wouldn't you know it—full of candles. The tank twirled right through an elaborate candelabrum and burst into flames like some deadly firework.” FireFlamesCandlesHollyFireworkItalian RestaurantsCandelabrumFlammability Book:Artemis Fowl Source: Artemis Fowl