Dyson: I was out stretching my legs, not hunting just, well, loping around, when this human comes crashing through the undergrowth past me, shouting. Now, given the number of junkies out there, and the fact that I was severely out of uniform, I didn't gve it much thought. Turns out later, this was the kid the wisp hired Bo and Kenzi to protect his hoard from.Bo: So, we get back to the Clubhouse, Kenzi yacking about - something every step of the way, and we've got a visitor, of the 'can't catch me' kind. A Light Woodland Fae, he tells us, Will-'O-The-Wisp no less, and he's in the market for some aggressive repossession of his pretty rock collection - which is precious and semi-precious stones, and a lot of them. Some human's sniffing around, getting way too close for comfort, and he's offering info on my roots in return for his loot. Seems to me like a trade I wanna make.
Kenzi: It definitely should've been to the mellow sounds of Marvin Gaye, but - Bo was getting it on! You go, girl!