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After having a good lunch of several courses, Volo walked to Diamond, patted her on the back and put some fresh water in a mug on the table before her. "You say I'm intelligent, thanks for that! No, I don't have any furry friends to help me, isn't that sad. I'm sure I'd live longer if I have a few of those... And good advise would be appreciated, but no, I have to think myself. That leaves less time to eat." He sat down beside Diamond. "Now my hobbit, would you be my furry friend?"
Volo's nice smile faded as he bolted up. "What is this? First Kath accuses people, who's reasons are seem good and now Diamond cleverly agrees! Isn't that exactly what you did?" he shouted. And added "Now somebody give me reason to trust those hobbits."
Volo walked quickly back to his table and drank a full pint.
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