SYNAPSES
Frodo was lying in bed, with Gandalf eating ketchup at his side.
FRODO: Gandalf! You're eating in my bedroom!
GANDALF: Sam has hardly left your side.
FRODO: That is disturbing. Who is that odd looking elf at the foot of my bed?
ELROND: Thanks to my matriarchal skills, you are beginning to mend.
GANDALF: That wasn't a very good pun, Ellie.
Elrond grew red in the face, and Frodo decided to change the subject again lest a bloody Elf vs. Wizard catfight broke out in his room.
FRODO: Gandalf, why weren't you at Bree? And have you got any ketchup left? Lost mine.
Gandalf glanced guiltily at the empty bottle in his lap.
GAnDALF: Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for they are slick and smothered in ketchup.
ELROND: Clever. You can go play with your friends now, Frodo. Change the bandage every twelve hours and do not take a bath until the synapses are complete.
FRODO: Thanks.
ELROND: Council tomorrow morning at eight. I don't want that free-ranging organic hunk of orc's meat around my daughter longer than I can help.
Frodo nodded and mumbled as he walked away.
FRODO: Are all Elves this psycho?!
Frodo was lying in bed, with Gandalf eating ketchup at his side.
FRODO: Gandalf! You're eating in my bedroom!
GANDALF: Sam has hardly left your side.
FRODO: That is disturbing. Who is that odd looking elf at the foot of my bed?
ELROND: Thanks to my matriarchal skills, you are beginning to mend.
GANDALF: That wasn't a very good pun, Ellie.
Elrond grew red in the face, and Frodo decided to change the subject again lest a bloody Elf vs. Wizard catfight broke out in his room.
FRODO: Gandalf, why weren't you at Bree? And have you got any ketchup left? Lost mine.
Gandalf glanced guiltily at the empty bottle in his lap.
GAnDALF: Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for they are slick and smothered in ketchup.
ELROND: Clever. You can go play with your friends now, Frodo. Change the bandage every twelve hours and do not take a bath until the synapses are complete.
FRODO: Thanks.
ELROND: Council tomorrow morning at eight. I don't want that free-ranging organic hunk of orc's meat around my daughter longer than I can help.
Frodo nodded and mumbled as he walked away.
FRODO: Are all Elves this psycho?!