He came in the form of Mungo Bolger. A fine gentlehobbit he was, fairly tall, although not particularly good looking, he had a kind face. My second cousin Lilac introduced him to me. Lilac was one of my dearest relatives; she had always been the life of the party, and had the most interesting friends. Lilac was throwing one of her incredible parties, and it was the best party in my memory, save maybe Bilbo's eleventy-first. There was no specific occasion, but I knew she was trying to find me a husband.
The party was going well, the music was lively, and there was the most amazing cake. A hour or so into the evening, lilac came up to me, Mungo in tow. "Lia, I have someone that I want you to meet. This is Mungo Bolger, Mungo, this is my cousin Lobelia Bracegirdle."
"We're second cousins actually" I responded, then gave myself a mental slap, "silly lass" I thought. "He doesn't care about that."
"Pleased to meet you Lobelia, or can I call you Lia as well?" he asked.
"Lia will serve the purpose. Lobelia is really the most horribly wretched name, I don't know what my parents were thinking!"
"Well, I must agree with you on that, but it is not nearly as bad as Mungo!"
The evening continued, Mungo and I being quite inseparable, Lilac gave me a happy wink, as she passed by. When all the guests had left, I helped Lilac wash the dishes. "So," she said, "what do you think of him?"
"Not bad, not bad at all!" I responded happily. "Lilac, I cannot thank you enough."
"Oh yes you can!" she said, throwing a dishcloth at me. "Finish the dishes, and we'll call it even!"