"Okay, let's pretend for a moment that these are our only super powers," Johnny said, as he slowly began to lift off the ground again, wary of the ceiling.
"Well, this all started with our talk of being super heroes. Maybe that is our destiny."
"But, how do these powers help us?" Johnny was now slowly circling the room, five feet off the ground.
"Well, if I have super speed I can-"
"No, Mike, how do the silly powers help?"
"Well, if you can fly-"
"Dude! How does changing hats or singing songs help us become super heroes??"
"You never know when song lyrics can come in handy."
"True enough." Johnny said, as he started to land on the couch in a reclining position.
"Really? That convinced you?" Mike asked, slightly surprised.
"Eh, I wasn't really listening."