Celeborn and Galadriel

One warm summers evening Galadrial went out with her pals. They headed to this small nightclub, named: Night Angel.

It was her first time clubbing as she was dead nervous. "What if the guys don't like me…!" She cried to Arwen.

Arwen smiled. "They will. Trust in your light bulb."

Meanwhile, Celaborn boogied down on the dance floor with his fellow friends, Elrond and Haldir.

"You want a bear?" Haldir asked.

"Make it two." He grinned cheekily flinging is arms in the air and swiveling round.

"You really don't know how to dance do you?" Elrond observed.

"What do you mean?" He stopped.

"You dance like a girl." He replicates his actions giggling.

Celaborn is not amused. "Well how do you? Dance."

"Watch and learn." He jumps in the air, lands on the floor, bunny hops a few feet, stands up and lifts his leg up.

Celaborn watches. "Wow. I wish I could dance like that."

The next few minutes were spent teaching Celaborn how to... Dance.

Galardial wondered through the crowds. Hm… she thinks. Trust in the light bulb.

"Excuse me."

She turns round to face a tall hot looking man.

"Hi. I am Celaborn."

"Hi… err… Galadrial."

"What a wonderful name."

She smiles. "Why thank you."

"Do you drink beer?"

"Um… Yes."

"Good. Cos I just brought two and it tastes disgusting." He takes her hand and leads her over to the bar. He hands her a beer. "Here. On me."

"Thanks." She sips it neatly. "Want to dance?"

Celaborn grins. "It would be a pleasure. I have just learnt some new moves as well."

"Hm… I would like to see them."

He leads her onto the dance floor. "Stand back."

"Ok." She steps a few feet back and starts swaying to the music, watching Celaborn.

He starts his new dance act.

He, jumps in the air, lands on the floor, bunny hops a few feet, stands up and lifts his leg up.

Galadrial laughs. "That was brilliant. Do you like that kinda dancing then?"

"Yeah! Love it."

"That's good."

"Why?"

"Cos I love this song."

Fast food rockers come on all the crowd forms a line. They join them doing the actions.

A pizza hut… a pizza hut… The End.