Ask about customers

It's a small town, that guy has got to be a meth dealer. You're not using your powers to fight crime, so who cares.

"Luby, I think you can tell I enjoy the company of you two, but I like to party a bit too. Does anything ever pop off at this place?" Look at you, using reality-altering powers to get away with sucking up to people. You fucking nerd.

But it works. Forcing these girls to accept your shitty flattery is kicking down all kinds of resistance, it's opening up positive feelings that you can't easily ****.

Is this always how it works? Is this why losers in their 20s can bag high school girls so often?

The potentials of your power are just now becoming obvious. Normal humans can get away with all kinds of weird and terrible things. People lead nations and form cults without any special powers that you know of, so how easily can y--

Wait, no, fuck, there must be others like me. How would I know? What if they find me? Am I being watched already? Is this a test?? ... This shit is too deep for me, I'm going to empty my balls and then take it from there.

Luby and Doll are staring at you. You've been thinking instead of listening. "Uh, I think you should forgive me and go over all of that again."

"Yeah, well, I can't be mad. I am no more excited for this than you are. I get the people who want someplace quiet to relax, and that's not a hot enough market for me to comfort myself with the cash." Luby sighs. "I thought I would enjoy this, as an introvert, but it's just a dead end."

"I think you want to vent a bit. I think you don't expect many consequences from talking to a friend of a friend from out of town. I think you can tell me more of what you really want." The last one hurt a little. A bit of goddamn honesty is often too much for people, you notice.

"I want to live through other people a bit more, let them entertain me with their bullshit. I want to see them be dumbasses and regret it without dragging me into it. I want them to give me their money, do their thing, and get the fuck out. I swear for most of the week I'm tempted to let these shithead junkies take over and wreck the place, but we've all seen what they do with our local teenagers."

Luby shuts up abruptly and looks like she's reflecting on past troubles. Doll seems like she's heard most of this, but the part at the end brings out some visible worry.

You decide it was a good idea to avoid that shady guy, but now you have a new idea.