[ElanorGamgee]

(think of the scene in the movie when the Wraiths are closing in on the Hobbits at Weathertop)

The sky is dark. Lightning lights up the sky. Frightening music with the choir singing in the Orkish is heard in the background. The Nazgûl slowly surround the Hobbits in the tower, swords held forward. The frightened Hobbits draw their swords. The chief Wraith steps forward. With his piercing eyes on Frodo he reaches into the folds of his dark shroud and produces...a leather wallet. "Did you drop thissss?" he hisses at Frodo. "Why yes, thank you ever so much!" the Hobbit exclaims. Hastily he opens it and searches its contents. "Good, my I.D. is still there!" he says. "I haven't been able to get a good drink for months! Those idiots at the bar wouldn't believe that I'd come of age!" "Now, what would give them that idea?" Pippin asks sarcastically, rolling his eyes.