"Uhhhhmmm. Not yet." She nervously asked, digging her big toe into the ground, "I<em>may</em>have hit a snag..."<br/><br/>"Y'see... they can't just<strong>leave...</strong>" Viloet began to explain the situation, making sure to omit any hint of her... methods. As diplomatically as she could, the halfling recounted the conditions of the leprechaun's obligations and how they might go about freeing them. "...So, you see? All I gotta do is use my winning smile and personality to make 'em waste all their wishes! I'm a halfling, so I can just say that we, uh, have something of an understanding with the wee' folk. I mean, why'dyou think we're such a lucky lot?"<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">At least most halflings were,</span>"And that if<strong><em>I </em> </strong>ask, there won't be any miscommunication."<br/><br/>"So... umm... Are you hungry?" She asked with a wide innocent smile, "Cause, uh, you could... uh, ya know, go get something to eat while I take care of this. I get the feeling that they've been too busy with them sisters to really pay attention to me own sister's... uh, troublemaking."<br/><br/>Viloet offered another wide smile, "And this<em>may</em>take awhile."