Eowyn:
Eowyn blushed at all the attention from the crowds,she was well aware of the signs regarding a certain captain being held aloft. She gazed for a moment with a dreamy look towards the Taxi unable to pry her eyes.
Theoden gave her a nudge"....ummm dear...the race remember...."
"Oh yes, Ummmm We shall go
South-West, that way looks the nicest" She pointed out gracefully. "Uncle you go make one of your rousing speeches, while I go look for something to wear! I cannot possible be seen beating the heck out of Minas Taxi wearing this old rag!"
And with a whistle she was off towards the Medel Zoom.