Galadriel smiles at Laie as she pulls some aspirin out of some pocket on her dress. "Here ya go," she says, handing Laie the bottle. "Luckily my wonderful Magic Dress repels hangovers as well. I simply LOVE it!" she adds, sipping her coffee..
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"For this is what your folk would call magic, I believe; though I do not understand clearly what they mean; and they seem to use the same word of the deceits of the Enemy. But this, if you will, is the magic of Galadriel."
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