You could go for a snack right now. You put together the perfect s'more, and sit back to let the ingredients melt to perfection. While you're waiting, a big gruff guy with only one eye and a beer belly comes up and starts doing the same. You can only assume that he's the owner of these fixin's (and possibly the slide), so it doesn't bother you too much. What does bother you, though, is the intense heat coming from the furnace.
Try to ignore it.
Ask your friend if he'll turn down the heat.