Sep 17, 2009 15:15
In which Two of the Three gang up on me. Moral of the story to come: You can't make everyone happy. And sometimes, you can't make anyone happy.
Conversation:
LegolasMuse: But no matter what you are working on, you drop it to attend to him and his stories, his whims.
Me: Yes, well, there is a good reason for that.
LegolasMuse: Which is?
Me: Well, I'm kind of a little afraid of him.
LegolasMuse: Afraid of him?
Me: *nods*
LegolasMuse: Are you not afraid of me?
Me: No, not really.
LegolasMuse: *scoffs* Do you not think me a fierce warrior?
Me: No, I do! It's just, you wouldn't ever hurt me.
LegolasMuse: I could, were I so inclined.
Me: But you are not so inclined - that's the point!
LegolasMuse: *huffs indignantly*
ThranduilMuse: You have slighted him yet again.
Me: Oh, not you too.
Thankfully, the door to the ladies room saved me from further discussion. By the time I left, they had moved on to something else, as elvish muses are wont to do.
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