Anuion was still waving along the dance floor. Aman tapped him on the shoulder and signalled for a break. Anuion stopped dancing and immediately the crowd came back. There where a lot of new people. He was delighted to see that the King and Queen had joined the fest. He went over to the bar to get some drinks, but when he got back, he saw a hobbit sitting by herself. Talking to herself. Anuion knew this Hobbit slightly. He had some conversations with it and liked the hobbit a lot.
"So Lyra, all alone as planned. Maybe Fin has a spare finger for you?" Anuion said while placing a hand on the Hobbit’s shoulder.
"Oh, don't mind me. Just getting myself drunk."
"Don't be silly. You will forget about the party when you’re boozed. Sorry I did not join in to your conga line. I saw it too late."
"It's okay. I was getting tired of the dance floor. So, here with Aman eh? I thought you where just bragging."
"No way Lyra, bless my luck, I got her for this. I am so glad. Just look at her over there. Isn't she just a perfect picture?"
"Aha, someone is developing a crush I should say!" Lyra exclaimed happily.
"Damn right I am. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a lady to attend.
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