From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:00:50

*is in the lobby berating his PR person for recently leading a tour through his private office*

*notices you and calls over to you, suspicious*

Whoa, whoa. Who are you? You don't work for me.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:02:56

*glances behind him to see who you're talking to*

*points to his chest* Me? Oh. Sorry. I'm Arafinwë.

	From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:05:26

Oh, you. *impatiently* Eärwen's not staying here. Give Olwë ten minutes in your home and he'll have a crew building a meth lab in your basement.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:06:40

*walks over to you*

Oh, you.

Beg pardon...have we met? *apologetically* I'm terrible with faces these days.

	From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:10:46

*warily* I don't think we have, actually. But I put up a couple of your kids now and then in the old crib. On Arda, I mean. You're welcome.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:11:55

*does some quick thinking*

I'm a little confused...you're Elwë?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:13:21

That's His Royal Highness Elu Thingol to you, bub. *points to a large portrait of himself hanging in the entranceway*

Like I said, your wife's not here. Try the Omni or the Motel 6.

	From: ingoldo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:15:54

*appears politely chastised* Certainly, sir. Do forgive me.

*shrugs awkwardly* I'm not married, actually. My vows forbid it. I came to see Lúthien, if she's at home...?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:19:19

I came to see Lúthien

*eyeroll* They always do.

*puts his hands on his hips* Well, you can just turn around and march straight back to wherever you came from. Lúthien's been very ill and she's not receiving visitors.

Your vows? Are you one of those crackpot Eru freaks?

	From: ingoldo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:24:30

*worried* Oh, I'm very sorry to hear that. She'll be all right though? *holds up his book almost as an afterthought* *in explanation* She and I volunteer together at the soup kitchen. I just came across this and thought she might like to see it.

crackpot Eru freaks

*defensively* I wouldn't put it that way, sir. Are you so threatened by another man's calling?

	From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:30:31

*noncommitally* Mm. *snatches your book out of your hand* *flips through it, dismayed* Mm. How thoughtful of you. *hands the book back to you*

*chuckles* Threatened? No, no. *has the beginnings of a Brilliant Idea* Forgive me. It's just such a foreign concept to my mind. The Eru I'm familiar with doesn't answer prayers.

It's very interesting, though. You're not allowed to marry under any circumstances? I'd assume the whole sex thing is a no-go as well?

	From: ingoldo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:33:27

*smiles amiably* If I may say so, sir, perhaps you haven't been listening hard enough.

*nods* That's correct. It's also important that men in my position forsake their worldly possessions except for the stylin' clothes in my icons apparently. Self-denial is really a good way to focus your spiritual energy on the things that matter in life.

	From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:35:50

*drapes a companionable arm across your shoulders*

*yawns behind his other hand* That's all very admirable, I'm sure.

But tell me. *walks with you toward his family's area of the palace* How do you feel about marriage, son. May I call you 'son'?

	From: ingoldo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:38:12

*is having rather a lot of difficulty reconciling this Elwë with the one who greeted him*

*(not to mention the other one altogether)*

How do I feel about marriage? I'm sorry, sir? I don't follow...

	From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:42:00

*handwaves* Oh, enough of that for now. I'm mighty keen to reminisce about the old days. Your son *mumble* and your daughter *mumblemumble* were swell youngsters.

*decisively* You're free for lunch, of course. ...You are allowed to eat, aren't you?

	From: ingoldo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:44:45

*bewildered* Well, yes, sure...that's awful sw--very generous of you, sir.

*idly wonders if this is some sort of ploy to keep him out of the mission so that Olwë can set up his meth lab there*

	From: sindacollo	Date: 02/27/2007 21:48:06

*claps you on the back*

*jovially* Good, good! And I hope you won't mind a bit of advice. To start your future off right. *waggles his eyebrows at the mention of the word 'future'* Nix the book. Lúthie hates reading.

*leads the way to the dining room*