Whether Pipp's intelligence was insulted or not by that comment didn't matter -- Pipp didn't think much about it. It was true that he had a pretty short attention span. When Cefin lead him to the room, the leprechaun had already found a new distraction: Spinning chairs.
"I love these chairs! Best thing in these office-type places." He made himself at home by taking a seat on one of the chairs and pushing it out away from the large table in the middle of the room so that he could immediately start spinning himself in the chair. "Wheee!"
After the first few cycles of spins in the chair, Pipp let the chair stop spinning so he could look up at Cefin. "Oh, I think you'll do! I just have some questions," He smiled, looking a little dizzy. "..about how to volunteer. You all deal with all the new faeries, correct?"