Too mascoty? surely such a ting did not exist? Bags of gold were wavin'. Noggin' was a wigglin'. Beard was swingin'. Movin' away from d'sprog was happenin', especially when Batty approached. The apology was waved away. He wasn't going to say it, but if d'sprog didn't like 'im, then wasn't 'is loss.

Dodgin' d'shout, which obviously was due to Batty's appearance, Lucky jist laughed. "Aweeeheeheee!" Silly buba. Stupid bat.

She could keep d'shiny coin. At least for as long as it would last.

Weeheehee!

Pretty boss for d'day lady! Lucky doffed 'is 'at in 'er direction afore wigglin' 'round d'customers.

D'uver mascots were dancin' now? D'leprechaun laughed again, and didn't join in. 'E clinked 'is bag and pulled out some coins, scattering dem into d'ands of e'ryone dere! Big, fat 'nd gold. 'E wasn't tellin' 'em it was Leprechaun gold, though.

Gold was d'coolest.

'Earing the pretty boss for d'day lady mention the raffle and sound disappointed. Lucky clinked 'is bag of gold e'en louder and shouted over the crowd. "RAFFLE PRIZES T'BE WON. GET YER TICKET OVER 'ERE NOW!"

'E didn't need to watch d'fruitbat givin' out prize bags. 'E was givin' out gold!