Chapter 2
Regaining her composure, she picked her mouth up off the floor and hugged him back, not quite believing the fact that her over-generous, loving stepsister had gone through all the trouble it must have taken for this meeting to happen. All the late-night pillow throwing made it seem like she really didn't like her all that much. Anywho, nuff about that, Orlando Bloom was in her arms. Drool.
While Roni was busy dying, Amy walked around them and sat in the booth. She shared a look of amusement with Orlando, and hoped that Roni would right herself soon. "Roni, we're not here to fall to pieces over him, we're here to talk with him about the park." she said in her business voice. "No offense, Orlando."
"None taken." he said as he released 5"8' red-head in his arms, much to her dismay.
"Uhh, but Amy..." she felt like saying, but instead, dusted off her olive green sweater and tan jeans before sitting down across from Amy.
Amy pulled out her laptop computer that she did most of her work on and sat it on the counter so that they could all see. "One of the main reasons I wanted to talk to you, Orlando, is to get your opinion on what we have planned so far for the park." She said as she pushed up her glasses, man, she needed to get contacts, and brushed her long, dark brown, wrist-thick braid over her shoulder.
"Umm, what exactly were you looking for?" Orlando asked, leaning forward on the counter from where he was sitting next to Veronica.
"I want you to look at these project design codes and give me your input on them." she messed around on the pc for a minute, then turned it for them all to see. Pictures of different LOTR places scrolled across the screen. "I want your help in the main areas of Rivendell and Lothlorien since you played Legolas, and in Roni's case, the most important member of the cast."
He looked over to the 20-year old.
"Yeah. Pretty much." she anwered his silent question.
He turned back to Amy. "So basically, you want me to help with anything Elvish, since I was the main elf-guy-thing. You know, wait a minute. If I was an Elf, I can't be a guy, because that would mean that I was a man, and since I was an Elf, I can't be a man, right?" he looked back to Roni with the sweetest baffled look on his face.
Roni nodded somewhat hesitantly. "I think...?"
"Yeah, so anyway...you guys are taking the pre-existing set designs from the Triology and twisting them to suit your needs of a theme park?"
Both of the girls nodded their heads, pleased to get some sort of logical sentence from him.
"Alright, I'll help. You know, Viggo and I wondered what they were gonna do with all of that crap after the movies were done and over with. Now I guess we'll know."
"Viggo?" Roni asked. "Do you think he might like to help on this as well?"
Orlando knits his eyebrows together. "I guess...I could talk to..."
Amy jumps in slowly. "We have supper with him tonight, and I think second breakfast with some of the hobbits tomorrow." she looks through a notebook to find their schedule and runs down the list while mumbling "Dinner with Viggo, Second breakfast with Billy, afternoon tea with Dominic, supper with Elijah and Sean. And, ah, on the next page, lunch with John, afternoon tea with Sean Bean, and supper with Sir Ian McKellen." flips through the pages. "The list is longer than that, but that's what our next two days are looking like besides meeting with Mr. Peter Jackson, Phillipa and Fran, and many others."
Roni lifted her hand to her mouth to stifle the on-coming yawn.
"I'm sorry this bores you so much, Roni. Hope you brought that gallon jug I told ya to bring for tea, we're gonna need it."
"Yeah, I brought it. See, that is why I let you take care of all of that, I'm just here to watch you, drive, talk to hot, famous, yummy Orlan...I mean, helpers, and drink tea. Wait! Did you remember tea bags?! What if we didn't bring tea bags. Oh, no!!"
Orlando throws the pair a strange look.
"Sorry," Roni started. "You see, we have this unhealthy obsession with you..I mean...I have the obsession with you...we have an obsession with my tea, my gallon of tea with 3 cups of sugar and a little bit of tea. We go through about a gallon a day. I know, we weird."
Orlando looks from the strawberry-blonde to the dark brunette, nodding his head slightly, wondering what he had gotten himself into.
Regaining her composure, she picked her mouth up off the floor and hugged him back, not quite believing the fact that her over-generous, loving stepsister had gone through all the trouble it must have taken for this meeting to happen. All the late-night pillow throwing made it seem like she really didn't like her all that much. Anywho, nuff about that, Orlando Bloom was in her arms. Drool.
While Roni was busy dying, Amy walked around them and sat in the booth. She shared a look of amusement with Orlando, and hoped that Roni would right herself soon. "Roni, we're not here to fall to pieces over him, we're here to talk with him about the park." she said in her business voice. "No offense, Orlando."
"None taken." he said as he released 5"8' red-head in his arms, much to her dismay.
"Uhh, but Amy..." she felt like saying, but instead, dusted off her olive green sweater and tan jeans before sitting down across from Amy.
Amy pulled out her laptop computer that she did most of her work on and sat it on the counter so that they could all see. "One of the main reasons I wanted to talk to you, Orlando, is to get your opinion on what we have planned so far for the park." She said as she pushed up her glasses, man, she needed to get contacts, and brushed her long, dark brown, wrist-thick braid over her shoulder.
"Umm, what exactly were you looking for?" Orlando asked, leaning forward on the counter from where he was sitting next to Veronica.
"I want you to look at these project design codes and give me your input on them." she messed around on the pc for a minute, then turned it for them all to see. Pictures of different LOTR places scrolled across the screen. "I want your help in the main areas of Rivendell and Lothlorien since you played Legolas, and in Roni's case, the most important member of the cast."
He looked over to the 20-year old.
"Yeah. Pretty much." she anwered his silent question.
He turned back to Amy. "So basically, you want me to help with anything Elvish, since I was the main elf-guy-thing. You know, wait a minute. If I was an Elf, I can't be a guy, because that would mean that I was a man, and since I was an Elf, I can't be a man, right?" he looked back to Roni with the sweetest baffled look on his face.
Roni nodded somewhat hesitantly. "I think...?"
"Yeah, so anyway...you guys are taking the pre-existing set designs from the Triology and twisting them to suit your needs of a theme park?"
Both of the girls nodded their heads, pleased to get some sort of logical sentence from him.
"Alright, I'll help. You know, Viggo and I wondered what they were gonna do with all of that crap after the movies were done and over with. Now I guess we'll know."
"Viggo?" Roni asked. "Do you think he might like to help on this as well?"
Orlando knits his eyebrows together. "I guess...I could talk to..."
Amy jumps in slowly. "We have supper with him tonight, and I think second breakfast with some of the hobbits tomorrow." she looks through a notebook to find their schedule and runs down the list while mumbling "Dinner with Viggo, Second breakfast with Billy, afternoon tea with Dominic, supper with Elijah and Sean. And, ah, on the next page, lunch with John, afternoon tea with Sean Bean, and supper with Sir Ian McKellen." flips through the pages. "The list is longer than that, but that's what our next two days are looking like besides meeting with Mr. Peter Jackson, Phillipa and Fran, and many others."
Roni lifted her hand to her mouth to stifle the on-coming yawn.
"I'm sorry this bores you so much, Roni. Hope you brought that gallon jug I told ya to bring for tea, we're gonna need it."
"Yeah, I brought it. See, that is why I let you take care of all of that, I'm just here to watch you, drive, talk to hot, famous, yummy Orlan...I mean, helpers, and drink tea. Wait! Did you remember tea bags?! What if we didn't bring tea bags. Oh, no!!"
Orlando throws the pair a strange look.
"Sorry," Roni started. "You see, we have this unhealthy obsession with you..I mean...I have the obsession with you...we have an obsession with my tea, my gallon of tea with 3 cups of sugar and a little bit of tea. We go through about a gallon a day. I know, we weird."
Orlando looks from the strawberry-blonde to the dark brunette, nodding his head slightly, wondering what he had gotten himself into.