Nariah smiled, her hair covering her face from Ned while she cleaned a table as she heard his attempts. She brushed it away as he walked hurriedly past, his face red.
"Nicely done Ned." She murmered in his ear. The hobbit looked up, pleased and beamed before continuing on his way smiling dreamily as he thought about Autumn and his beetroot face paling from beetroot to a sort of tomato. Nariah smiled after him and turned her thoughts back to Fin.
Findorfin...the name was musical. The handsome young man had come running in a while ago after a morning jog. So hopelessly showy, but still.
She shook her head. He had his Celeb, more was the pity. And no way would he turn from the dark blonde beauty to the barmaid.
"Alright there? Once again, youve been wiping the same bit of table for almost ten minutes, it seems to be a habit with you."
Nariah jumped as the object of her thoughts appeared in front of her. Luckily her skin didnt easily colour and she was able to cover her immediate reaction of being flustered. She stared at him for a moment then saw Celeb come up behind him. Bother.
"Can I get you anything either of you?" She asked smoothly smiling.
[ December 21, 2002: Message edited by: Amanaduial the archer ]
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