Sometimes Pipp forgot that his height could throw others off. He simply assumed that he being a leprechaun was obvious. Especially after the "pot of gold" comment he blurted out earlier.
He took his hand back and went back to his cookie cake, laughing out loud. "You really thought imp? Yes, I'm a leprechaun. A little on the tall side, yes.." He shrugged. "One of my great grand-parents was pretty tall. I guess it skipped a few generations."