[ WP ] An average Joe/lene gets a random superpower

`` Hey Bert'' 
 `` Hello Geoff, come for the bins, or you knocked off for the day?'' 
 `` Eh, the bins. But seeing as you're the last one on the list,'' Geoff flashed a grin `` I'll pour myself a pint whilst you go get them''. 
 `` Abandon the bar to you? Never! I'll get my niece to do it. Hired her for the summer. Oi, Jenny!'' The door to the kitchen swung open, revealing a slightly sullen face, attached to a stubborn, sullen frame. 
 `` What, Bert? I'm off the clock now, and going home'' 
 `` Yes, but you were pissing about on your phone instead of serving Mr Daniels. He's eighty three and has had three hips; he does n't need to be balancing a plate of food and a pint from the counter. So you get to bring out the bins. Now!'' 
 `` Fine'' The door closed with a humph. Geoff's eyebrow raised towards the bar owner. 
 `` I know, I know; favour to my sister. `` Needs a bit of discipline'' she said. `` Teach her control'' she sai...'' Three bags of rubbish materialised on the bar, along with a note and a hand that, amazingly, managed to look sullenly at the pair of them. 
 `` There you go. Gone now'' read Bert as the hand vanished with a rude flourish. 
 `` Never mind; we're all like that at some stage''. Geoff reached towards the bags; three flashes of red later, and he pocketed the marbles of rubbish. 
 `` At least her powers are fairly broad spectrum. Able to find a role to fit easily. Spent ages myself till I fell into the bin collecting job'' 
 `` Yeah, and no-one outside the town believes that compost heap is the entire town's rubbish dump''. A splash, and a glass of water sploshed onto the bar. `` What's it to be? Pint of Doombar?'' The glass liquid tinted to brown, and a froth appeared. 
 `` Cheers. I always like coming to Cana's.''
