Hobbits Are Not Explosives And Other Things

[frodofigment]

Bingo and I had a hard, but much needed talk, until the subject of my mother was raised. I lost my ability to control my emotions and left... I, myself, am astounded that it took me so long to figure out that my loved ones in the Realm were killed. I truly am a self-absorbed sot. *sighs as he rights it down* Perhaps I should purchase a black board

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[bbolger_baggins]

*holding a housewarming gift, knocks on the door*

[frodofigment]

*gets up and goes to answer the door* Oh, hello Bingo. *smiles* You just missed Lobelia... she came by to "welcome" me.

[frodofigment]

Where are my manners? Come in. *moves aside to let Bingo in* This... is my humble abode.

[bbolger_baggins]

Hello Iorhael. Ah, then I've been beat to bringing you smial warming gifts, but I bet not in giving you a welcoming welcome. *smiles greeting*

I brought you this for smial-warming. I don't know . . . if you're into eating food lately, but it is traditional. *holds out the pie*

*steps in, looking about* Ah, this is nice.

[melbatook]

*calls from the lane* Hey Bingo! Where are you going?

[bbolger_baggins]

*calls back to her as he steps back to the entrance* Visiting! Is it ready, already?

[melbatook]

*calls* Yee--es!!! *rolls eyes* We can't shallack it until you do the lettering.

[bbolger_baggins]

*turns to Iorhael, a little ruffled* Excuse me, Iorhael. I promised Melba I'd help with this project. *leaves the pie with him* Welcome to the neighborhood! Come by any time! *gives him a quick smile and heads down the path to Melba*

[frodofigment]

Oh, yes, of course... go ahead. Thank you for the pie and the welcome. *smiles*

*watches him go*