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Niere: AAAAA! My gosh! You go to eat dinner and the thread doubles in size! [Pant...pant...]
Anyhoo, since this is formal, she is wearing a floor length dk brwn dress. Her mass of frizzy auburn hair wouldn't cooperate, so it is wound in a very odd-looking turban of hawiian fabric.
With a friendly, "Hey Howdy Hey!" to BW, she sits down in an unoccupied spot and hopes someone will notice her. After a few minutes of watching BW scare people to death and no conversation whatsoever, she pulls out 101 Elvish Names To Translate and starts working.
[ May 20, 2002: Message edited by: Niere-Teleliniel ]
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