"Shall I bring him out, or are we going in?"

"What sounds less aggressive? We could try knocking. If he makes a break for it, then we escalate." 

She gestures to the door. "After you, then."

...knock?

Nothing. 

Somewhat louder knock. 

After a brief pause, there comes the sound of footsteps, and then a disheveled man answers the door, rubbing his eyes tiredly. 

"Hello?"

"Parrish? Um, this is a psychic thing, we need to come in."

"Now? Okay, uh, is Lydia coming? The Sheriff? Should I get my coat?"

"No, we should get inside."

He steps aside.

They go inside. 

The door closes. 

"My friend here can move things with her mind. Mind showing him?" 

Everything in the entryway gently rises six inches up, then softly sets back down.

He blinks.

"Okay, that's pretty impressive. Lydia can't do that, right?"

"No, she can't. I'm sorry, can you- can you tell us what happened today? Just walk us through what you did." 

"No problem. After I got up, did my usual morning routine, I went to work...how much do you need to know about that? I probably shouldn't tell you about any police business." 

"Don't worry, we're mostly curious about after work, at night."

"I don't know what you're looking for, it was a pretty normal day. I haven't noticed anything weird since the whole thing with Deputy Haig." 

"He's mysteriously immune to burning alive," Scott explains for the newcomer's benefit. 

"Can you tell me about later, after the sun went down? What do you remember?"

"I was doing some research at the table, I kind of dozed off." 

"You're probably not a danger- in danger, I mean. I just thought we should check up on you. Didn't I?"

He directs that last to the fairy, whose name he hasn't actually been polite enough to ask for yet. 

"How was it discovered that Deputy Haig was immune to burning alive?"

"Oh, no, not Haig. That was me. He trapped me in our squad car and lit it on fire. I got out." 

"Right, and now we know Deputy Parrish is something, but not what. Because if we knew, we would definitely tell him. But we don't." 

Very subtle, Scott. If that's how he wants to play it, fine.

"I most certainly have no idea."