Well, I caved. Maybe it was the chocolate chip cookie he left the leprechaun yesterday. Or maybe it was this morning's note: Dear Leprechaun, Plese leve me one just one piece of gold. Form: D.D. For Leprechaun
I crumbled the cookie, took the note, and left a polished rock painted with a gold glitter shamrock on it. Maybe I've crimped his creativity, but he'll sure be happy in the morning.