Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit
When Bilbo finally got called back, two days later, about the job he was informed a car would be arriving to pick him up. Bilbo wondered if this would become habit and hoped it certainly would not. He packed what he figured he may need in a briefcase before waiting by the door. He didn't have to wait long, his patience still easily intact as he slid into the luxurious car. Two large men were in the front seats and an even larger man was in the back seat. They were about average in size but Bilbo was a very small and slight creature. He kept his eyes down, nervously until the front seat passenger turned around in his seat.