The shifts he felt on his hand were hard to explain, more than just some sort of trick, or perhaps just a very good one. "Say that's quite a trick, you didn't tell me this trip was going to include a show, I'm surprised I haven't heard of you guys before if this is how you bring people in." He said, wishing more than ever he could see for himself what he'd felt - there were some things that needed to be seen, things that you couldn't just feel and accept no matter how convincing.
He listened though, let them tell him what had happened, or their version of it. It was hard to believe the words though, easier to believe the feeling of it. Because things like alternate dimensions and super powers they were things that came right out of the comic books, they weren't real. "I was gonna go for a compliment to your imagination, I only thought mine was good - but I'm impressed you came up with all of that."
"John Barton, computer hacker, I told you already. I've got an ID in my bag if you really want it." He said lifting his hands up if anyone wanted to take his bag from him and see for themselves. It was a fantastic story, and whatever he felt had to be top of the line technology that didn't mean he was just going to be giving up his cover story for them because they'd done a few parlor tricks and told him a good story.