The Downie Awards Show

[Ainaserkewen]

"Can I sit here?" Asked an elf woman.
"Uh sorry." Said Veanca. "It's being saved."
"Oh, okay."
Veanca had been holding Ainaserkewen's seat for an awful long time now. He wondered when she would be getting back.
"Sorry I was so long." she said finally, sitting down.
"What time is the award?"
"At one. I think the reciepient will be pleased."
"Who is it?"
"I can't tell you!" she said playfully.
"Common." he persisted.
"Okay." And she wispered something in his ear.
"Oh yah, they'll enjoy it, I hope." he said.
"Call me crazy, but the show has a lot of holes in it, don't you think?" he said.
"Uh huh. Those dwarves earlier where just desturbing." she said.
He agreed.
"Hey," she said. "Come with me for a moment, okay?" she gave him a look.
"Okay." and they disapeared out the exit door.