Sam needed Glamour. He didn't need need it, except that in these dangerous times, finding yourself short on the ol' AquaVelvet could mean the difference between life and death. So, as far as that's concerned, yeah, he needed it. Starting fights in his own bar to Harvest wasn't the smartest option, and, to tell ya the truth, he was tired of pissing people off to steal their emotional energy. His new perspective caused him to stop and consider how his actions might have affected, y'know, their lives, and it gave him pause. No, there was another way to go about this, a purer way.
He'd have to venture into the Hedge and take it straight from the Vine.
And so Sam does, taking his staff along in case of danger as he leaves from his Hollow into the Hedge proper. The trail winds; the odd sunlight feels more like extremely bright flourescent lighting upon his bark; he gets that itchy feeling, underneath, that he can't scratch away. Goddam Fae.
After an hour's journey, though, who really knows how time goes in that place, he finds a herd of purple cartoon hippopotami feasting upon a crop of Goblin Fruit. They notice the Woodwalker's presence and roar, warning him off, but Sam will have none of it. He locates the biggest, angriest, scarred male in the pack, and proceeds to Crocodile Dundee Mind Trick the beast into letting him through. It looks confused by his demeanor at first, but after several tense moments, the creature lies down in submission, his herd following suit. Sam pats it on the head with a smile, reaches into the grove, and takes several fruits down, offering one to the hungry hippo, who happily munches on it. Barkley sits down beside and begins to eat.
Much better.
Dundee Mind Trick