Nell: *stroking Mairin's hair and patting her forehead with a damp cloth*
Goldie: *jumps in between Yakky and Biggy* Both of you STOP IT! You're NOT helping! Now you both need to get ahold of yourselves! *glares at Biggy* Yakky didn't mean to cause all this! *gives Yakky a reasurring hug*
Shanker: Always the practical one, aren't yew Goldie? Alllways tryin ta sort things out fer others! What is it abou people that yew find so dang intrestin, anyway?
Goldie: Shanker, cut it out! Now is not the time fer this!
Shanker: Even when we were kids, yew were like this! Always millin abou' the umans, blowin our cover and givin away secrets!
Goldie: *raises her hands as if to cast a spell on Shanker*
*before Goldie can finish, a group of leprechauns enters the hospital, straining to pull a rope. Behind them, attatched to the other end of the rope, is the pot o' gold*
Goldie: Oh my gosh he's here!
Leprechaun Leader: *hops down from his chair, which is a fairly long leap for him, and walks over to the pot o' gold* Seamus! Are yew in there? If'n ya are, it's safe to coome out!
Goldie: *rolls her eyes* Of course he's in thar! Why else would the pot be here?
*a small door near the bottom of the pot flies open, and Great Uncle Seamus steps out*
Great Uncle Seamus: Well, well. What can I do fer yer?