[Lothiriel Silmarien]

Nazguls stop at Bree gate (this was inspired by one of the quotes above, sorry forgot the person's name):

Nazgul to Frodo: Hey,um excuse me, I'm terribly sorry for disturbing you, but you see, my boss, a rather uncharming grumpy eye who is very controlling, but also a splendid guy once you get to know him, but he has me and my other friends here with me,
(Nazguls wave and say hello)
well, he has us looking for this short little dude with a ring that is supposedly his, and he wants us to get the...um.... little person and bring him back to him...and see,

Frodo: Are you almost done, I get what your saying. You want to know if I've seen this "little dude", by the way, we're hobbits, and you want us to tell you where this hobbit is am I right?

Nazgul: Oh yes, that would be most helpful!

Frodo: Oh yeah, I'm sorry, he....died.. yeah he was in a terrible..uh...pillow fighting contest...yeah, he got savagedly beat in the head. Poor ol' guy, a good friend of mine too!

Nazgul: *emotional* Oh, oh I'm really very sorry. That's so awful. Yeah, I once knew this wight who was killed by a flying boar. Hard for me too, he was a beloved friend of mine. Well, um I guess you wouldn't happen to know where this ring is would you?

Frodo: No, sorry I don't.

Nazgul: Ok, well I'll just have to go back and tell the master that I couldn't find it. Yeah, he won't be too happy, but what can I do......pillow fight *fighting back a tear*, oh it sounds brutal, very sad. Ok, well gooday to you sir hobbit and I'm sorry about your friend.

Frodo: Ok thank you very much Nazgul dude, good luck with the whole dead thing. It must be hard to keep warm and stuff.

Nazgul: Oh thank you, yeah and my fingers keep decaying too, but nothing much. Toodles!

Frodo: *thinking to himself*. Wow, They live for thousands of years and you'd think they would only get smarter...