The following is our conversation:
Me: How did you get here? What are you doing?
Them: Well, you see, we saw you packing and heard you say you were going to Ireland and we realized that this was our chance to see the land of our birth.
Me: But you are from the Far East!
Them: That's not what it says on our bottoms - it says "Made in Ireland"...
Me: Good Grief. Why didn't you make yourselves known yesterday?
Them: You seemed rather upset with missing your flight to Dublin and we didn't want to incur your wrath.
Me: Fair enough. Well I'm kind of glad that you are here. We'll talk on the plane.
Them: Really? Can we order a meal?
Me: Don't push it!