"A little trust is all I need."
He said, that easy smile still on his face. It wasn't doing much to calm her, but he was sure she'd get there eventually. At the very least she'd be too busy in awe over his amazing little trick that she'd probably forget all about how apprehensive she felt. Plus it was totally understandable. People could be less then friendly around here, and he'd stopped his fair share of incidents where some poor lady got jumped to know that at the very least her fears weren't unfounded. New York was a dangerous place for a lady on her own, and he was doing his best to reassure her that he'd never try to hurt her, at least not intentionally. He her plenty of people by accident on a daily basis, hopefully today he could keep his less controlled ability under wraps.
Once they were a safe distance away and he got her to tell him the general direction of the bottles, he could get started and hopefully get her less agitated.
He apologies once she realized he couldn't see though, that made him smile. It wasn't the first time, and it probably wouldn't be the last. Someone didn't notice until he'd pointed it out to them, and then usually they reacted just like she did. "Hey, no worries. I'm pretty good at foolin' people." He said, waving off her words and grinning. "Most don't notice until I tell em' or they put two an' two together." He pointed at Apollo, and the harness he wore. It had a special bar that was usually sticking up so that he could better lead his owner around. Except for the moment the bar was down and the harness looked like just a regular dog harness if you didn't look carefully enough. "Thanks for the heads up though." One of his eyes winked in her general direction, as she took a step to his left. Sending out a silent breeze to 'feel' a more accurate picture of where exactly he needed to stand to face the bottles.
"Now don't go sayin' something's impossible. You never know." He was grinning again, wide and all too excited. Something he was happily recognizing in her. He could hear it in her voice and that was good. They were getting somewhere now.
"Hazel. I like it. Nice to meet ya'" He gave a nod in her direction, snorting slightly as she spoke to Apollo. "He's just a kiss-up is what he is. Likes getting attention way too much."
Ruffling the dog's fur, he turned his attention back towards where the bottles were sitting on their wall. "I'm wounded. You have no faith whatsoever." Still smiling, he shook his head "I mean, I know we just met but you're already accusing me of cheating." One hand moved to rest over his heart, and overly-dramatic gesture. "Hits me right here."
Then the smirk was back, and he took a moment to roll up his sleeves. Taking his time, and drawing out each gesture like a magician putting on a stage show. "You just watch and see Hazel. Keep your eyes on the bottles." He pointed, then made a gun gesture with his fingers.
He focused on the wind, funneling it into one shot and whipping it at the first bottle in the line. A slightly beat up Bud-Light bottle, that shattered to pieces with a loud crash.
His grin was so wide now it hurt his face, and he wished more than anything he could see her expression. Turning his head in her direction, eyebrows lifting "How's that for awesome?"