[ElenCala Isil]

hmm, let's see...

'Welcome, preciouss, to Good Smeagol's ringss and thingss' said a voice from behind the counter of a jewelry store, as a customer walked up. 'How can we serves you, preciouss?'

The customer just happened to be Smeagol's best customer, Bill Bow. 'Hullo, Smeagol! You remember that 'One Ring' I had? Well, turns out some really old 'wise guy' made me give it to my nephew..the one with the 'Fro if you can remember. Anyway, I'm looking for a replacement.'

At this, Smeagol scurried off into the back storage room and brought out an assortment of boxes. He opened one up, to show Bill, which contained a raw fish in it. Bill Bow looked very startled. 'They only gives us 30 minuteses for lunch, preciouss' said Smeagol. After a long trifle of going through boxes, Smeagol held up a plain golden band. 'Ahhh, preciousssss...' he whispered to the ring.

'It's perfect!' said Bill Bow, as he paid for the ring. He picked up the box opened it and stroked the ring. 'mine, my own...' he muttered as he left.

While Bill Bow stepped out the door, a clashing of keys could be heard. And amidst them a slithering voice 'Nassssty little hobbitses, takes our preciouss from us' He paused a while then continued talking, as if holding a conversation with himself.

'Master, we didn't knows! We didn't knows, master!' one voice said, and out of the same person came a grim voice

'You solds our wife's anniversary precioussss!'

'We didn't knows, preciouss, we didn't knows!!'

'That's it, preciouss, we're firing you, we are! Leave and never come back!'

'What did you say?' said Smeagol.

'LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK!!!!!'

With that the vile creature took up his lunch and threw it at himself, catching it in his other hand. Grumbling, he closed up his counter and left...never to sell a 'preciousss' ring again.