And the Devil is going to completely ignore Daniel while he sits over there and tries to set him on fire with his mind. Take a picture, it'll last longer.

He looks sidelong at Iman while debating the merits of following up whiskey with more whiskey or trying the tequila.

"Parlor tricks," he says dismissively, then reaches out and and does it again with just as much ease as before. "Nothing to get worked up about."

Telekinesis was really the least interesting of his powers; mundane in comparison to some. Trivial when compared to the things he could do if he was at full strength rather than this watered-down, diet cola version of his Grace.