With the wine, Enkriswen wound her way back to her booth, finding one by it newly occupied. She didn't like the look of this lady-hobbit sitting there. Looking at a new-come, tall elf, she tripped over the nearby hobbit's chair.
"Hey, watch your step there!" the she-hobbit called.
"Sorry about that," Enkriswen apologised, noticing a few more stares attracted her way.
She picked herself and unspilled wine off the floor and headed back over to her now-unoccupied booth.
Momentarily, she contemplated swigging the wine. Nope, too risky... she grinned faintly.
[ June 23, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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