Following a bit after what
Beanamir of Gondor was implying:
Hobbits: With our powers combind we are....!
Sam: ...still hobbits.
Pippin: Why to ruin the magic, Sam!
Frodo: Yeah, Samwise, nice going...
Sam: ...
OR
Staring contests weren't just big in the Shire-- they were fashion. Boromir found these four in the same place three weeks later and decided to end it all by moodily tucking Frodo between his arm and hip and carrying him off.
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