Sam just stood there in perplexed silence for a moment as the little people in the cabinet continued their chorus. One part of his mind was aware that the pretty girl was leaning on him, and the rest was fixated on the leprechauns. They certainly were drunk.
"Well, they don't seem to be doing any harm," he said finally, lowering his voice to match hers. "Maybe they'll pass out and sleep it off..." He chuckled. "This is way out of my scope of practice. Maybe we should just let them be for now, and see if we can find out more about them."