John took a sip and noticed the whiskey tasted smooth. There was a flash of green and gold light, and when it cleared, there was the bottle along with three filled glasses sitting on the table. I didn’t eat that much on the flight.”
The two of them settled down to eat. Located within the hotel is “The, Fahrenheit Grill.” It’s regarded as one of Dublin’s finest restaurants, which are the perfect setting for a business lunch or quiet dinner, specializing in dry aged beef and seafood. Late the next night in another hotel room, it was about midnight. tomorrow.”
Jennifer sat up crossed-legged on the bed and John handed her the menu. On the fifth of March they’d fly to Dublin, see the sites, look up distant relatives, and immerse themselves in Irish culture. “You’re not dead, me boy, and you’re not dreamin’, I’m a real leprechaun!”
Jennifer spoke up and said, “Prove it.”
The leprechaun leaned against the pot of gold and replied, “Since you found me pot o’ gold, you’re entitled to wishes.”
She then asked, “How many?”
