Walks outside to the mailbox.....

[mayorsamgamgee]

... at a leisurely pace. It's a crisp, cold winter day, and the sun is shining

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[_misterfrodo]

*I look up from the loveseat where I'm reading a book and smile at my darling Sam*

Oh! From what you were mumbling, I thought you were reading email spam. Who wrote to you?

[mayorsamgamgee]

*I sit next to my beloved on the loveseat and give him a warm kiss on the cheek.*

Well, me dear, at first I thought it was from the King, bein' a Gondor postmark and all.. but now.. *peers at handwriting* I'm not sure.

*I start to open the letter then turn to Frodo. I pause and smile.*

Shall I read the letter to you?

[_misterfrodo]

*I set my book aside and rest my hand on Sam's thigh*

Yes! Please do. *I glance at the handwriting eagerly* I'm curious to know who wrote this.

*I clear my throat...*

[mayorsamgamgee]

*... then I quickly glance at the signature at the bottom.. *

It's from Arathorn! Not from the King!

* Slowly, and taking care to pronounce the words correctly, I read Arathorn's letter to Frodo.

Then I hand it to him.*

My stars! What could this mean?

[_misterfrodo]

*I stand and walk over to my desk in the library where the phone is*

We COULD take a warg. But I think the warg would take US instead. Let me phone Otho. Where is his number...ah.

*I dial the number and wait*

[mayorsamgamgee]

*I pace restlessly.... muttering to myself.. *

Otho! Of all Hobbits! Well, say goodbye to peace and quiet. But I suppose Mr. Frodo's right. That.... thing.. of his IS fast. And LOUD! And... it stinks!

I know you're right about the warg Mr. Frodo.

*mutters* ... but I'm less afeered of a warg than I am of Otho's loud, stinky car.

[othosb]

*picks up the phone; yells*

Hello? Who's dis? As if I didn't know with my Caller ID hahaha!!! And what do you want?

[_misterfrodo]

Hello, Otho. This is Frodo Baggins.

Why do you think I want something? Perhaps I only called to chat and inquire as to your health!