Legolas used the con to his advantage, and much to his surprise, his questions seemed like jests to those who answered them. But in his search for answers, Legolas found that he was in quite another world. The question, "Where are we?" returned many different answers. Some said Texas, some said the U.S., some said America, and still others just simply replied "the South." When he was thoroughly confused as to his whereabouts, he was even more amazed to find that it was now the year 2001. He asked whether it was 2001 of the fourth or maybe fifth age and they thought that was even funnier, and tossed him an obviously fake silver coin. He in turn tossed it aside. br
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At the least, he now no longer felt incapable of carrying on a rather average conversation with Everlease. It wasn't that he wanted to impress her, it was just that he didn't want her to feel that he was stupid. br
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At the end of the day, Legolas teaching Ryan how to write his name, when Everlease approached the two and told them it was time to help pack up. Ryan took this as his cue to go and be entertained by the ponies. Everlease paused a while to look at Ryan's progress in writing. "I think he's done terribly well," Legolas commented. "Some of the characters are distorted, but he's still young." br
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Everlease hm-ed in acknowlegement to the statement, but ran her fingers over the writing distractedly. "Yeah. What is this?" br
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It was Legolas' turn to look confused. "Well, I thought it was at least legible." He and Everlease glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes. Legolas rose and looked down at her. She looked away and began packing up. br
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"Help me," she said, tonelessly. He did this, and Everlease folded the paper they had been practicing on and put it in her box of goods. "Where do you live?" she asked a few moments later. br
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Legolas thought briefly, then shrugged his shoulders lightly. "Nowhere really. I don't work here, either. Somebody said I had 'amnesia.'" He continued putting things away. Everlease did not. br
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Before she knew what she was saying, words were falling off her lips that she had not checked. "My neighbour said something about wanting a roommate. You could stay with him for a while." She paused and scanned over her statement. iWhat the--?/i she thought. iWhat am I doing?/i But while she was thinking these thoughts, she was also spilling other information to him. "You made 200 dollars today alone. If you keep this up you won't have to share an apartment." She found herself offering him the money. br
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Legolas stared at the nasty wad of papers she held out to him. Today he had learned that these were "dollars" and they were made of "pennies" though they looked like they were made of parchment. He took them anyway. They felt uncomfortable, all balled up in his hand. He wanted to drop them. But apparently they were quite valuable. br
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"Oh! I'm stupid--you probably don't have a wallet on you," Everlease said, more to herself than to him. "Where would you keep it--in your tights?" she muttered. She grabbed a bag and shoved it at him. br
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Hastily, Legolas threw the dollars in. "I'm not wearing tights," he assured her. For all he knew he was. All he knew is that someone had laughed and said he was wearing tights, therefore he did not want to be wearing any such a laughable thing as "tights." br
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"Oh whatever," Everlease laughed. "Come on, get Ryan and let's go home." br
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She wondered why she felt so odd putting those words together. br
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