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Kokopelli gestured that throwing someone, no matter how horrid, out of his house was against his ethics.
Moé blinked.
"They haven't gone and...?"
Kokopelli gestured that Felix asked Kokopelli to make Ann infertile, should she accidentally become pregnant.
"You have to be kidding me."
He wasn't.
"He went and asked you?! Surely he can't be stupid enough to not realize that you liked Ann, and--"
Moé was right, he isn't that stupid.

Moé was enraged.
"Ohhhh...!"

Kokopelli sighed, and lightly hit his head on the table; Kokopelli just found it frustrating that his charity was being taken advantage of.
[[nothing else. Uh-huh. yup.]]
Moé handed Caleb a cup of coffee, and handed him the cream and the sugar bowl.

Kokopelli sighed, gesturing that Felix basically ate up all the food, and didn't replace it or pay compensation. He didn't clean up after himself, and it annoyed him that he would take food form the children he was trying to save.
Kokopelli gestured that he would also insult Ann's inability to cook or clean, but Ann was stupid enough to think he 'was just kidding'.

Kokopelli nodded, and then left.
Moé turned on a small radio; it was a news commentary.
'You know,' a commentator began, 'it may be due to bees leaving, or something like that.'
'It doesn't matter how. At this rate, all plant life will die.'
'Don't get so stingy! So what if the corn crops died?'
'We just received reports that lettuce and other agricultural products are failing to grow. This all started last night. Possible bioterrorism? Stay tuned, America.'
Moé didn't know what to say.
"Oh.... Oh no. No, no, no, no."

Moé paused, and then hurriedly went to her room.
She took out a tome labeled 'AMERICAN MYTHOLOGY'.
She flipped to the 'K', section ,and then read under the appropriate heading.
"Kokopelli, god of birth, harvest, and fertility. His flute is said to lull the hearts of women and children, and to cause the growth of plants."
She closed the book.
"Felix is disrupting Kokopelli's meditation. That's why plant life isn't thriving like it should!"
She pointed to a specific line of text.
"Here it lists the order of crops he gave to the people. The first is corn, the second is lettuce. Third is carrots, and it continues with onions, peanuts..."
She turned on the radio.
'...and Anchorage, Arkansas has experienced a huge plague upon their peanut ranches...'
She flipped it off.

Moé opened up a portal, and dragged Caleb into it.
Jormungandr lifted them himself onto the roof of Kokopelli's pagoda, where Kokopelli stood, shivering and wet from a colossal thunderstorm-torrent.
He noticed Moé and Caleb, but did not greet them.

Kokopelli looked up at Caleb.
He looked away then, anticipating some sort of blow in the form of a punch, or harsh words.

Kokopelli shook his head, look downward.
"Ann..."
He tensed up.
"He's hurting her..."
He held out his hand after a long pause.
Moé was shocked, seeing his gesture that he demanded a weapon.
"Kokopelli, there's no going back, after..."
"I don't care."
Moé froze, her eyes wide upon hearing him talk.