Lalwende has given me an idea.
Rohirrim: Fight! Fight! Fight!
Gimli: :rushes in and breaks it up: That'll be enough, Do I have to get Mr. Aragorn down here?
:Aragorn enters:
Aragorn: This is the third time this month I've had a problem with you two. Can't you just get along and stop fighting?
Eomer: He took my helmet, held it over my head, and started laughing saying I was short.
Legolas: You lie!
Rohirrim: Fight! Fight! Fight!
(Yes, that's how I'll end it,
)