The Leprechaun magically appears before you, giggling with a pipe in his hand.

Aye! Ye got a light for ol' Leprechaun's pipe?

He cackles before stepping forward only to pause with his mouth open. He begins sniffing, smelling the scent of gold in the air.

...Have ye seen a crock of gold laying about?! A word of caution: Ye never want to steal a Leprechaun's gold, not if ye want to live to be ripe and old...