Bilbo came running around the corner, terrified. Surprisingly, the Dwarves had stacked every one of Bilbo's plates neatly on the table.
"See?" I asked. "You just have to get used to them."
"But I don't want to get used to them! I don't understand why they are at MY HOUSE!"
I gave Thorin a look that said, "Told you so." Thorin looked at Bilbo.
"So, this is the hobbit. Tell me, Bilbo, have you been in many battles?" Before Bilbo could answer, Thorin continued. "Axe or sword? What's your weapon of choice?"
"Um, I have quite a bit of skill with conkers, but I don't see why that's relevant."
"Hm. Thought just as much. He looks more like a grocer than a burglar."
I almost did a double take. Why was Thorin acting like this?
Sorry this chapter is kind of short. I couldn't think of anything to write.