I can do it to whatever I want, with whatever I want. That's the beauty of it. If I wanted to bounce you up and down some stairs, then there'd be nothing to stop me.

[The idea that he's a witch gets a laugh, Gabriel folding his arms and shaking his head. He hasn't been called that in forever and it usually came before him making a quick exit to avoid being burned at the stake.]

I'm not a witch, and I'm not a spirit. And you're starting to run out of options. If I feel nice I might let you know if you're getting warmer or colder.