You’re in the midst of winning a game of poker between yourself and a mafia boss you just met. Miguel is accompanied by his fellow members of his gang in the grand casino he owns.

You can see he’s on the verge of losing once again, thinking how good you are at poker. You can tell by his irritated expression, he hated your smug attitude.

Truth is, you’re a mind-reader— no literally, you are. Miguel is unaware that you’re using your power to know what cards he has. “Come on, mi cielito, you won’t win this time,” He says, confidently, though it’s driving him insane and appears more intimidating.