The door opened and a hobbit lass strode into the inn, a broad smile covering her face. She walked across the room and sat down at the bar infront of the lady that was there.
"Do you make breakfast here?" she asked. "I've come from tookborough to visit some friends of mine down here so im not too familiar with any of the inns and such. It has been a long night, with only a bit of sleep and food, im parched."
[ January 05, 2003: Message edited by: Pipperin ]
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