Stiles took the weapon. It was definitely better than having just the knife and it was a whole lot better than the mop handle he had earlier. "Yeah. I got you," he told her as he spun around and kept an eye out for the murder bunnies. Any of that got too close got whacked.
"Small green men?" Stiles asked, wondering when did they run into aliens. And then it hit him. "Do you mean the leprechauns?" He whacked another bunny that came pouncing his way. "I think that was their purpose. And the whole coin thing." He never took it. Didn't want it. He didn't trust it.
"You're Phasma?" Yeah, he hadn't expected this either. "Oh, I'm sure there could have been but instead we have to meet under wave after wave of murder bunnies." He paused for a moment before asking, "my dad isn't out here too, is he?"