Joan shook her head in dismay. "Would you just look at Fin? I just can't believe it. A silver tie? Ugh! It must be twenty years old. He must think he's in a movie with Molly Ringwald. And the pads on his shoulder? *gasp* He looks like he's ready to fly away!"
"But his escorts are lovely, aren't they Joan?" asked Cathy Lee. "Yes," Joan answered. "But it takes more than an escort to make an outfit..."
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Beleriand, Beleriand,
the borders of the Elven-land.
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