Sam glared down the hallway. "This. Isn't. Fair." She looked at the evil purple dress she had been forced to wear, and thought of the nice light blue on Joc had on. If she had to wear a dress, then it might as well have been a nice one.

She glanced into a room, which happened to be Aragorn's. He and Arwen were making-out. "Oh, stop sucking face, guppies!" Aragorn swore and stood up, but by this time Sam had already left. She shoved open the door to Cody's room, and saw him. Then started to giggle.

"Oh, shut up." His black eyes threw daggers at her.

"And I thought I had it rough!" Although her purple dress was both ugly and should have been illegal, seeing Cody wearing Tights and an orange tunic had to have been the funniest thing in the world.

"Don't you say a word, Samantha. It's bad enough that we're trapped in hell, but having to dress like this?" He spit at the ground. "Would you believe they took away my make-up?!?!?" Sam had only noticed now that Cody looked, well, clean. "They even forced me to take a bath." Sam giggled. She hadn't seen Cody with-out his black eye shadow for 4 years, and had forgotten how funny he looked.

"You think you've had a bad day? Look at me! THOSE ELVES TOOK AWAY MY JEANS!" She shook her head angrily. "Plus I saw Princey and Evening star over there sucking face! It's bad enough to make a blind man cry!" Cody didn't laugh at Sam's expense. Something was wrong. If possible, Cody's grim face went bleaker. "Hello? You ok?" She waved a hand in front of his face and he blinked.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry." He looked up again.

"And even worse, think about that elf dude! I mean, I saw Jocelyn making a little shrine to him in her room!" She paused long enough for both of them to shudder. "Plus she won't let go of him.she's tied a rope ankle to ankle, and I swear she's taking his knives." Cody nodded sadly, and Julia knocked on the door.

Cody opened it, causing Julia to collapse into a fit of giggles. "Stop it. And what is it?" Julia recovered long enough to tell them that Elrond was ready to talk to them, before laughing again.

When they got down to the dinning room, they saw that two others had beat them too it. Legolas sat sadly, his head in his hands as Joc chatted happily to him, telling her life story. Legolas started to get up but stopped as the rope that attached him to Joc's ankle went taught. He moaned inwardly and sat down again, looking with begging eyes at the others.