Lep is sitting in his cave, having a drink of Irish whiskey and genuinely enjoying himself, when he has the strange feeling that someone has touched his gold. Before your very eyes, after discovering a bag of gold shilling hidden in a forest somewhere, Lep appears with a devious yet questioning grin

Who has touched me gold tonight? I hear they're in for quite the fright! Come, me dear, and tell me so Must I wrestle me gold from you, to and fro?