Imagine Puck spending the day raiding your pantry for food while you’re out. There isn’t much, since you’re barely managing to pay rent, and the total contents of your food closet include a half full bag of stale Cheetos, an open box of Rice Krispies, and a can of green beans that expired two years ago.
Totally exasperated with your apparent lack of edible goods, Puck goes out, and returns several hours later with enough food to fill your refrigerator, pantry, and a couple cabinets.
When you return home, it’s to find a fully stocked fridge of fresh fruit and veggies, meats, and cheeses. Puck is longing on the couch, gnawing on a Granny Smith apple.
“You gotta eat if you wanna live, girlie,” he tells you with a grin as you raise an eyebrow at him. “And I prefer you alive, so eat up.”