For a hot second Iman really thinks Daniel is about to give a demonstration of something dirty, and her eyebrows shoot up, and then she stares at the ensuing flood of paperclips. It takes her a minute to figure out what's happening here. Is that supposed to be some ridiculous (and yet pretty impressive) sleight of hand? Is Seth a street magician? Doesn't really match his personality at all. Is that Daniel's rift power?

"Wow," she says, already giggling. She covers her mouth and reels back in her chair, completely failing not to laugh out loud. "That's pretty neat, Daniel! And really." She slumps forward again, back onto her elbows, flipping her mood instantly back to mock-serious. "It's so important to have friends who can show you how to manifest a buttload of paperclips." She can't make it. By 'show you' she's cracking up again, burying her head in her arms. "Seth, you picked a real winner," she says, muffled.