Lotho looked up from the fire and saw a young hobbit standing before him.
"Mr. Lotho, sir," said the hobbit quietly. "Well, I haven't spoken to you yet, but now's just a good a time as any. I figured that while we're safe and warm here in the inn, I might introduce myself." He stuck out his hand. "I'm Dinodas Green."
Lotho felt slightly surprised, and after slight hesitation, extended his own hand and shook Dinodas'. "Pleased to meet you, Mr Dinodas Green." He regarded the younger hobbit shrewdly for a few minutes. "What brings you here, young master?" he said, his eyes twinkling. He suddenly got up, told Dinodas that he would back in a moment, and soon reappeared with two foaming tankards.
"You can tell me over that, young master," he said, handing one to Dinodas. This would be interesting, thought Lotho. He knew what the young ones thought of him... but this one, he had approached him, despite the others' opinions. Lotho was quite liking this young hobbit.
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