Monologue Description: Arash outsmarts someone who has found his pot of gold.
Listen, ye squirrely would-be crook…it dunnot work the way ya think. Da. I am a Beverly Hills leprechaun, and indeed, we stand at the end of my rainbow with da pot ‘o gold right about here. What they donnot tell ye is that my gold is buried deep below. Ya think that I would work away, makin’ shoes and boots for all da rich uns, just to let a theivin’ scud the likes of ye, come long and snatch me riches? Too bad for you, I’m Spritey O’Doodle. I’m no eejit. I’m the smartest of all da irish and californian leprechauns. And you can go get a shovel. Ya have da right to dig for me treasure. But by the time ye return, who knows where me and me rainbow have buggered off ta. haha. Ye humans are bleedin’ thick! So, run along, ya gombeen. I’ve me work to do!