Legolas one:
Legolas: Waz up?!
Gimli: Waz up?!
Legolas: Waz up?!
Gimli: Waz up?!
Legolas: Waz up?!
Gimli: Waz up?!
Legolas: Waz up?!
Other elf: Oh, dear Eru. Why me?
Frodo and Sam one:
Frodo: Sam, help me!
Sam: What is it, Mr. Frodo?
Frodo: It's Lily! She's coming this way!
Sam: Lily? You mean the hobbit lass you really like?
Frodo: Yes. *whimpers*
Sam: Why don't you dance with her?
Frodo: I'm too scared. What if I step on her foot? Besides, I think I've had too much ale. She can't see me like this Sam, she can't!
Sam: Oh, come on, Mr. Frodo. You can't hide from her forever. She won't even have a chance to like you back if you don't let her.
Frodo: All right, then. If I ask Lily to dance, you have to do the same with Rosie.
Sam: *blushes* I think I'll have another ale.
Frodo: Oh, no you don't!
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