"The way I make my living. They are pretty bad, but no one knows the difference."
"I'd like to see them."
"Grab hold, then."
"Grab - "
"My mind, you know. Nothing physical about it. No use riding elevators."
He gaped at her.
"You pick it up," said Maxine. "You never get too good. But you pick up a trick or two."
"But how do I go about it?"
"Just let loose," she said. "Dangle. Mentally, that is. Try to reach out to me. Don't try to help. You can't."
He dangled and reached out, wondering if he was doing it the way it should be done.