A bestial scream followed by loud cackle entered in Annun's consciousness. What? Was I sleep-walking again? Great, just great... She shook herself mentally and saw the source of the rattling sound flying around the room so that people were ducking a chicken. Duck a chicken? Why, that really sounds like something the Saucepan Man would say!
Just after Annun had finished this thought she indeed saw the Man of the Pans across the room keeping company to Sophia, Alaklondewen and Menelien. Splendid!, she thought and headed straight to their table. She just missed Cami's visit to the girls and judging their looks after the hobbit and the dragon were gone Annun had no doupt who were behind this latest prank.
"Poor Chicken!" she said her voice echoing the deepest sympathy one could ever feel towards a dancing yellow chicken, and then greeted the group with a conspiratory smile.
"More chicken? Well, I believe I saw some chicken at the buffet..." began the Pan-man and Annun uttered her first groan before she had even sat to the table.
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