Apr 06, 2005 10:41
.... setting the table for dinner*
Let's see now... *I check the table*
.... the tea is made... biscuits done... butter 'n honey.. yes.. and a bit of sausage and some nice crispy taters.
Well now THERE'S a high fat meal fit for a king, if I do say so myself.
*I glance about*
Frodo! Froie! Come to dinner.
*mutters* Now where did those two get to anyhow. Can't turn my back around this here smiel without one or both of them cuttin' out the door and gone.
*I look up again as I set the tea pot on the table*
FRODO!! FROIE!
*mutters*
Could hurt my throat a yellin' for those two Hobbits. Alike in more then name, they are.. or my name's not Sam Gamgee!
*I hear the door open and look up to see them walking toward me*
Ah! And just where did the two of you get to.. with dinner all but ready.