Fred was trying not to laugh at that one. Rainbow Bureaus? Her head tilted a little at the Babylon 5; her lips parted as if she were going to say something, but...
"Are you drunk, too? Did you get them drunk?!? I know they're magical, but really? They're so tiny, and cute." She looked over her shoulder at the leprechauns. "Well, they could be cute if you squint a little and pretend they're not drinking what has to be 90 proof alcohol. Probably, maybe. Maybe if they had on more clothes?" She looked back up at him.
"You didn't steal there..." She mouthed g-o-l-d. "Not that I think you'd really do that because you seem on the up and up as long as you aren't keeping secrets. Well, the other you, I don't know this you, you you that is you now you not the other you who was the you before you, the you that I know of you, not the you you here, you." The room had grown somewhat quiet as Fred had started that strange bit of talking mainly because the singing behind her had stopped.
Fred looked slowly over her shoulder at two large sets of widened eyes. The leprechauns leaned in and whispered before standing, gathering their clothes, and starting to head to the door. They paused on their way, though, just long enough to leave the rest of whatever they'd been drinking - just one or two shots worth really - at Sam's feet.