Jeoffrey grew up in San Diego in a nice, loving, middle-class family. Everything was picture perfect until he chrysalised at the age of 9. Being a pooka, all of a sudden, didn't work out too well for his parents. He started lieing all the time, acting up in school, and just acting rather goofy. Fortunately, he had a decent mentor who helped him stay on track enough to keep from driving his parents crazy.
He wasn't a bad guy, however. He had a natural love for people and loved helping those in need or simply those who could use it. He did his best to be an asset for his home county. That worked out well until he was on a road trip with some other kithain. He pulled a few too many "hilarious" pranks on his roadtrip-mates and they got a bit too fed up and abandoned him in Portland.
That was about a year ago and that's where he met Cali and snuck his way into her heart. The two hit it off almost immediately and have been together since. After living with her for about half of the year, he moved to Louisiana with her to help her find her father. Though it wasn't a storybook reunion, they did succeed. They lived there for about six months before they decided to back to California.