Version 2 of yours: [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] (I don't mean to steal your idea)
Arwen: It is mine to give to whom I will, like my heart...now wait, wait, wait. Whoever said I was giving it to you? I just wanted to ask you if it'd look good with my wedding dress. I'm marrying Glorfindel, you know, to make up for knocking him out and tying him to a tree while I went to rescue Frodo... *gets no further because Aragorn attempts to strangle her*
PJ: Cut! Cut! Medical officials! Viggo's gone crazy!
Yes, silly and dumb, I know. I just have too much time on my hands...*sigh*
__________________
"Glue... very powerful stuff."
|