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?

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[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*