Antonio smiles. "Well, it's a win-win situation for me either way. If you do like it, it merely says that your past lovers weren't Italian. And if you don't, well, that proves my point. I did not say that it<em>was</em>better than sex, mind you." He shoots Mica a quick wink.<br/><br/>His expression turns serious again and shakes his head. "We are Mortals, and they are Fae. Their thought process is as alien to us as... well, an Italian nobleman freshly plucked from the 16th century and plopped into modern day New Orleans." He allows a slight smile at this self-depreciating jab. "As for what, and why... I would like to know that as well. If they are here, it most likely is something they consider important. As a wizard, it is my duty to help safeguard the mortals against those who would view us with utter contempt, such as the vampires we encountered a while back. We may be low on the food chain, supernaturally speaking, but that doesn't mean that we're totally helpless.<br/><br/>"If the Wild Fae are here, I cannot guess their motives. If it were Summer Court, or Winter Court, I could speculate. But the Wild... they tend to defy generalizations."