"Not magic," she said, after a moment. "So, I suppose the latter." She studied Crowley for a moment, and shot a bolt of lightning in his direction. Not at him, just near him. "Don't get closer," she advised. She didn't necessarily distrust the man, but she didn't exactly trust him, either. She could go either way with him, really.
"Why are you throwing pebbles at me?" she asked. "That bored by the town?"