When everybody was gathered around the tables, Gloin noticed Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood was across the table. "Come my lad, there is somebody who I want to introduce you to." Gimli followed his father . "Lord Legolas, it has been many years since last we met. There is somebody I would like you to meet."
Legolas looked at the dwarf and regarded him. "Well met Gloin. I have not seen you in many years."
"Indeed. Do you remember when we first met when we were fighting the spiders?" He nodded his head in acknowledgment. "Good. Do you remember when you were looking at the picture that I was carrying around?" Again Legolas nodded his head. "Well this is the so called Goblin Mutant, my son, Gimli." He turned to Gimli and said, "Son, this is the pointy eared princess, just like his father." With that, Gloin turned and left the two to themselves. Little did he know, from the moment on, he sparked a friendship between the two of them. Even on Gimli's last day, Legolas said with humor in his voice, "Farwell, Goblin Mutant."
A ghost of a smile showed on the old dwarf's face. "Farwell, you Pointy Eared Princess." For a moment there was a silence between them. Suddenly, Gimli spoke. "And remember, I was the one who really won the contest at Helm's Deep, you cheat." They both laughed at the memory. With a smile on his face, Gimli closed his eyes and fell asleep, going to Durin's Hall, joining his father, mother, and all his cousins, leaving his best friend behind.