Pixie Stix [Megan]
If anyone could say that he had taken to life in the City without batting an eyelash, it was Toot. He had friends, he had a steady flow of work Harry, he had his fellow fae to look out for, he had pizza, and donuts, and even the occasional coca-cola. Life was good.
In fact, he was quite sure that it couldn't get any better, as he sat on the rooftop of Harry's office building, munching on leftover pizza and sipping a caffeinated soda--couldn't get any better, that is, until he noticed a young lady heading down the block, with wings and hair as bright pink as his own were sparkly purple. Win!
"Hey, Lady!" he called unabashedly as she passed by. He was just caffeinated enough that he could probably fly into a wall, and explode in a shower of Skittles. "I like your hair!"