A Festive Occasion Among Friends and Others: Bingo Bolger-Baggins

[bingo_bolger_baggins]

So Elanorelle and I brought the first course out while being regaled with an accounting by a very ebullient Celly of her time with Feanor in the smithy--it's quite nice to see her so bubbly. We hobbits were just about to toast and start in on our own when Feanor joined us, shortly followed by his grandson Celebrimbor, who I haven't even gotten a chance to greet yet, I'm sorry to say. I see he's having a nice chat with Elanorelle and Folly. I do wish Grandmum were here as Feanor said he would like to meet her.

Anyway, I had gotten up to chop some more salad, and it's a good thing too, I suppose, because we have just been joined by yet another guest, Feanor's son Curufin, who Melba is attending to, and ah, good! There's Uncle Sennie, finally.

I'm sorry, Curufin, I just got distracted looking at this lovely arrangement. And then I had to help fetch in the second course. I am Bingo, Bingo Bolger-Baggins--Bingie is just what close friends sometimes call me. You said you are a Warrior Princess? have many skills, this being quite a fine one. You asked something else.

But one moment, does anyone need more wine?

Comments

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

Everything looks and smells wonderful, Bingo. *holds up still-full glass* And I'm fine, thank you. Is there anything I can do?

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

I think we're settled for this course, dearheart. *perches on seat by her a moment, speaks to her quietly* Everything all right?

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*smiles brightly* All right, just let me know. *laughs softly* Because I am disturbingly chipper, all things considered? *regards him fondly and adds* A little bit of what I was going through before, but I think I'm handling it much better now, thank you. *takes his hand* And how are you weathering the evening, dear?.

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

*nods and folds his hand in hers* I suppose I'm in my element with all these friends and guests, and good cheer . . . thus far. But when the adrenaline leaves, I suspect I'm going to crash hard--I'm ignoring some of my body's weariness right now--my hip is trying to remind me. *quzzical look* Dearheart? What were you going to say before the toast when Feanor arrived?

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*nods* Well, try not to ignore it too much. *chiding him gently* It's there for a reason, you know. Let us attend to the rest of the details--you just sit and enjoy your guests, ok?

Oh. *blushes faintly, still feeling somewhat self-conscious in the presence of the elves* I was going to thank everyone for all their efforts in making me feel at home the past couple of days. *kisses his check, smiling softly* So thank you, Bingo. You know I could not have done this without the love and support you've all shown me.

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

*answers obediently and fondly* All right, dearheart.

Awww, well I hope some of it worked anyway. *smiles brightly and squeezes her hand* You're welcome, dearheart. And I suppose you've sort of got a little of both homes mixed together right now. It will all settle out in time with a little patience, my dear.

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*in a faux-stern voice* Good.

*nods and takes a deep breath* I certainly hope so. No, I know it will. Times like this are just more difficult than others. Speaking of... *another deep breath* I suppose I should go and introduce myself to Celebrimbor's father. Somehow I get the sense that he's the one to watch out for. *gives his hand a final squeeze before taking her leave of him*

[bbolger-baggins.livejournal.com]

*smiles playfully at her*

It will. *squeezes her hand for emphasis*

*nods* It will be an interesting evening, regardless. *looks around to check if everyone had a full plate and glass*