Her garbage bag mysteriously gone, Thinhyandoiel blinks in wonderment. Then, she looks up and sees Mithadan on his laptop, a disapproving frown on his face. "Yeah, cleaning...at a party?!" She wonders aloud to herself. "Well, then again, it was getting kind of dead back there for a while, pardon the pun." She throws up her hands and wanders off to enjoy some lembas and wine, courtesy of the new food that Mithadan had just ordered in.
"Mmmmmmm...lembas." [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]
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