[ For all that Kenzi can be materialistic and distracted by shiny things, Kenzi doesn't require the finer things in life to be happy. In fact, most of her life has been spent struggling to get those things but being fairly content to live in less than stellar conditions. She wasn't living in rags, oh no, but she wasn't Scrooge McDuck-ing into piles of gold coins.

Kenzi also isn't in denial, she isn't the sort to say that money can't buy you happiness, because, yes, yes it can. It just doesn't buy you all the happiness. A pair of expensive shoes or a dress that costs more than a car may always thrill her but those were only things. She may covet nice things because she lacked them for so long but they are not essential to her complete happiness. They're just like the sprinkles on top.]

I'm not a fairy yet, [ she reminds him with a gentle smile, clearly touched by his words. She gives his braid a tiny tug as he beckoned her to, it seems. She unwinds the hair from her finger and laughs a little, head rolling some in jest at his ridiculous question.] You know moi, have I ever been one to turn down a meal? [ The answer is no. For such a tiny person, the girl can eat as much as a man triple her size.] Feed me, Seymour. [ She takes a beat.] Musical reference.