*finishes up delivering one of her traditional two-for-one Vendórë's Day specials*
*settles in at the Ithildin Café with a large hot cocoa and a book, not paying the slightest bit of attention to all the lovesick couples sitting in each other's laps and gazing dreamily at one another*
*is going to enjoy this day even if it kills her, dammit*
*smiles at you faintly as he finishes up his conversation*
No, mate, no. You've got to eat all of your greens, even when I'm not there. Your uncle will tell me if you don't. -- Yes, yes. You can have a cookie if you eat all of your dinner. -- No, no. You can't stay up late tonight. I'll talk to you before bedtime. Bye, Celeborn, bye.
*puts his phone away before smiling at you* Thanks. I hope I'm not intruding?
*can't help overhearing your conversation and finding it all rather adorable*
*sets her book down and smiles back at you* No, not at all. I hope my little table here isn't interrupting your...son's? plans. Little brother's? From the sounds of it he was very determined.
*skeptically* Oh, no. You cannot possibly be old enough to be a grandfather.
That's very sweet of you but-- *looks into her empty cup* --well, that coffee does smell so good. *tosses her hair and bats her eyelashes a little* I wouldn't say no, I suppose.
*leans forward, resting her chin on her hand* So. Are you from around here, Elmo? I'm originally from Nargothrond, but I find Menegroth is still an adjustment somehow.
*smiles* The very one. *rubs his forehead* He's not been well so I have to come here quite often to see him. Travelling is what I do though. I write for a travel magazine and I've written a few books too. It's marvellous being paid for what you love to do.
It's marvellous being paid for what you love to do
*laughs* Oh, I couldn't agree more. I work, yes. Though perhaps I ought to just give you my card. *smiling wickedly* I never know quite what to call myself in...decent conversation.
*searches in her handbag for a minute before handing you a neatly-embossed business card*
*shifts in her chair to get comfortable* *waves a hand dismissively* Oh, yes. I remember everything. In fact it seems like I spend most of my time filling other people in on the details. It's sort of interesting, though.
I think it must be random. My brothers and I remember everything but one of my nieces remembers virtually nothing while the other remembers most things, except for the important things. It really doesn't make much sense.