*gets an uncanonical sneezing fit*

*blows his nose on the napkin on which Estë's instructions were written*

Fuck.

*flees Tirion*

*wakes up*

Vaire? Where am I?

*rubs his head*

*sits up*

Dude, that was one hell of a party.

*decides to pay his former tenants a visit*

*that would be most of the elves in Tirion*