She downed her second Lorien slammer and turned back to the barman to ask for another, but he was already there pouring her drink. she smiled and told him just to leave the bottle, "are you sure, it's a mighty powerful drink you know" the barman grinned. "not for an elf, not for an elf my friend" she laughed. laughing he went to serve someone else.
Nerindel turned back to the party, but people were starting to drift off. the music on the dance floor was getting softer. "hmm" she snorted "I've missed the fun again"
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