The next night, Grace and Kenzi sit on the couch sit on the couch as Kenzi explains the benefits of saving the world from robot hookers on her favorite game console. Grace is mystified. The front door opens and Bo comes in with a middle aged man in a hat. She's wearing a top that Kenzi would say 'lets the girls breathe'. Kenzi doesn't bat an eye as Bo drags him up the stairs.

A moment later, Kenzi puts her hand over here wine and motions Grace to do the same. "Watch out for ceiling dust. She must be desperate. His name is Mumphert and he's a brownie."

"Huh?" Grace asks just before noises from above indicate Mumphert is getting lucky and Bo is about to feed. "Oh…" Grace says covering her wine to protect it from the falling bits of plaster.

"Sounds like Mumphert is getting some of the appreciation his species require. It used to just take Honey Berry Crunch cereal. I guess he's now into Bo Bits…. Bo Honey… Honey Bo…. "

"A fae?"

"Yeah, brownies will shop for you, clean the house, cook for you and stuff as long as you keep appreciating them and feeding them honey. But if you're late, even once, they turn nasty. But I guess Trick misspoke when he said brownies were into honey, not honies."

"So she's….?"

"Riding him like Secretariat entering the home stretch? Yup" Kenzi replies and Grace makes a face.

"I thought she preferred women."

"She prefers Lauren, but when it comes to feeding she prefers whatever fae has the strongest sex chi aura. One night she brought home a squadron of pixies. Those little guys were everywhere, each one with his own little…" Kenzi makes a hand gesture flexing her pinky finger. "Some tried to get frisky with me… maybe it was more like freaky. It was a boondoggle. But they all left happy but exhausted the next day… one hid under my bed. Anyway, she promised never to do that again."

"A squadron?"

"Yeah, there must have been twenty, maybe more of them, or they were just so quick."

"I meant, they fly?"

"I didn't see any of them airborne, but they might. They were running around with panties, which was okay until I noticed some were mine. I retreated to my room and smacked them with a broom until I thought I was secure. Then this one popped out from under my bed dancing naked and singing "In the Summer of '69" at the top of his lungs."

"Oh my."

"Yeah, then he started singing "Uptown Girl" which was cute, but I tossed him out just as he started his own twisted impression of Springsteen's "Secret Garden… Clearly he wanted access to my garden."

The sounds from Bo's room get more intense. "Sounds like she's in the final stretch, he'd better not stroke out."

"Lauren is sometimes here when she's… feeding like this?"

"Yeah. But when that happens they've usually selected the … meal together."

"How can Lauren tolerate that?"

"She knows Bo must feed. She knows she can't provide the chi Bo needs. She tries not to show how much it hurts."

"Where would Mumphert get enough chi to attract Bo?"

"Probably some family disappointed him…. Or he might have soaked up enough appreciation over a long time. He's light fae, so he might not have drained them completely."

"So when he doesn't get the appreciation he thinks he deserves, he drains them or takes it a little at a time and saves it up until he's a good meal for Bo…"

"And she drains him of every drop… sorry."

"He gets Bo for awhile and he leaves without the chi he took."

"We get a recharged succubus ready to battle evil." Kenzi concludes.

"Until she takes chi indirectly from humans again."

"Something like that."

"How often does this happen?"

"She's been more discrete since you've been around, but about once a week or every time she gets in a fight."

"How often does she get into a fight?"

Mumphert walks dazed and confused down the stairs and blunders around the room for a moment before finding and staggering through the front door as he puts on his hat.

"That's what a fae low on chi looks like." Kenzi says.

"Except for the grin on his face, that was pretty sad." Grace observes.

Bo, tying her kimono comes downstairs and gets some coffee from the kitchen.

"You liked that?" Grace asks.

"I discovered honey chi. It was pretty good."

"Uh huh…" says Grace. "As good as mine?"

"No, but it was sweet."

"Bo do you realize you're feeding from humans?"

"No, I feed only from fae."

"But those fae feed from humans, so you're indirectly feeding from humans… mortal humans. Next time you are hungry, please… take it from me." Grace asks.