Puck snorted. "You can use a couple of mine until then... Just keep them on you, just in case, you know? Dude, he may think you're strange, but it doesn't seem to bother him. He looked out for you, man. That says a lot. He clearly cares about you on some level. There's nothing wrong with that, dude. Sometimes letting go is the best thing you can do.

"No, I guess he didn't," Puck agreed. "So that's gotta be an improvement, right. He doesn't want me dead. He did go. I told him to, actually... I told him to go 'spy on the Garglers' because he was trying to get us to do some number with feather boas... If I'd only known then about the drunken photos you would later take of me... But I don't know, dude. It seems... I don't know, the way you are about him, it's like it was some kind of fated to be deal."