The niffler laying on its back in the snow noticed the shiny around her neck. It continued to look cute for her, hoping that she would bend over so that it could snatch the pretty. Its tactic was simple: look cute, reap the rewards.

Only ... its plan wasn't really working. All the girl produced as a knut.

Beady eyes followed the knut as it was thrown in the air. Instinct told it to chase after it, and so it did. Sniff, sniff, sniff. Be right back. Looking for that coin now. It would come back after getting the coin if the girl was still there.