We're out of coffee stirrers again and I'm not using my finger!

an ultrashort pulse

We hailed a cab. The moment we got in, she stared at me with how-can-a-man-be-so-cruel eyes. I felt her glare, saw some of its fiery glow in my peripheral. The heat made me glance her way.

translating the newly-discovered book by the popular wizardcraft of looking through peep-stones