In spite of our imminent demise, Sam took a moment to scoff. "That's wrong, Joe. Lighters aren't invented yet. We have to find flint and steel."
It's good to see he has priorities straight, isn't it?
We all searched the crow's nest furiously. Then Fred gave a cry. "Got it! A rock and a piece of metal!"
"Then let's get to it," said Sam. "Those pirates will be up here any minute!"