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"Well, boys, this is what I've cooked up . . ."
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“As far as I can tell, our best advantage will be surprise. You may think it won’t be much of a challenge, but never underestimate these hobbits. Slow and stupid as they can be, I’ve seen them become very fierce when hard pressed. We may be bigger, but we will be outnumbered.” She paused to let this sink in before continuing, a chorus of crickets filling the silence with their shrill voices.
“Still, this is the very heart of the Shire, and I very much doubt whether any of the party will be armed. They think themselves perfectly safe in their little realm, giving no thought to the world outside, and having no fear of attack. Just in case, however, we’ll have to take them off their guard. A diversion of some type, perhaps, to distract them. Then we can swoop upon them, scare them properly, and take the provisions they have gathered.”
“Not the most dangerous or exciting job, of course,” Evelina conceded, straightening up
with a shrug and flipping her black hair over her shoulder. “But jobs are scarce, and we shall get food, gold, and much enjoyment out of this one. I will find out from Lobelia
when they plan to begin their “hobbit walking party” and send you a message to meet me here.” Jasper and Bandolin nodded as Evelina looked through the swaying branches to the half moon low in the sky. “It is late, if there are no questions, I am finished.” By this she meant, of course, that they should leave, as their business was concluded