Glad that he had lightened the mood, Hamfast strolled over to the bar just as Dwarin was leading a young woman into the kitchens by her shirt. When Dwarin stepped out the hobbit asked him,
"A little harsh there with the lady there, those young hands aren't used to scrubbin' dishes, she might go and rub blisters! Now, you wouldn't want that to happen would ya?" [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]
Hamfast laughed a harty laugh and asked for another ale. He then went to sit down with the new hobbit that was there. He seemed like a cheery sort of fellow, giving poor Valeria a cheer. That was a pretty little song, sad or not, sometimes the sad ones can be the best because they are the most believable. He sat down and spoke to the hobbit,
"Hello sir, I am Hamfast Greenhand, an admirable hobbit of Hobbiton, who might you be? I heven't seen you before in the Green Dragon."
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