Sam and I have just joined Otho in the common room of our inn, The White Swan. Otho appears rather cross, perhaps because Sam and I arrived several minutes late. It couldn't be helped; I needed to prepare our room for sleeping. And Sam wanted to speak with me on several matters first. Who am I to deny him anythingThe menu is very extensive. I'm not
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*I give you a slow smile.. *
What ALWAYS looks good to me?
But if you mean on this here menu, my Frodo...
*I scan it...*
Well, here's a dish... *I point to the menu*
It's a TATER.... all smothered in good stuff looks like. That and an ale would do me just fine.
*I whisper in your ear.. * and then mayhap a little lick of your pretty ear?
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Here. Get me this. *points to photo*
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Don't be wastin' Mr. Frodo's money that'a way! If you buy that, you'll eat every morsel or I'll be shovin' it down your throat!
*grumbles* Never should'a said we'd feed him. Worse than a plague of locusts.
*I turn my head suddenly.. hearing someone singing.. *
What's that? Who's that??
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I got to love one Hobbit till I die.
*I bat my eyes at Sam and lean down to show a bit of cleavage..*
Can't help lovin' that Hobbit o' mine.
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Save us!!!
*I grab Sam*
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*oggles*
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*I clutch Mr. Frodo and hiss softly...* Was she looking at ME?!
*I scowl up at her*
See here, missy! Point that.... thing at someone else! This here Hobbit has his OWN Hobbit to love.
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