Restaurant of Rohan

[The Witch King]

*pours her a glass of wine all the while trying to think of something interesting to say.*

So......how are things in the Orc quarters?

*looks around for the waitress wondering where the food's got to.*

[Grubhosh]

she wanted to say " how d'ya think? the sewer system hasn't been repaired for 500 years and the drinking waters brown" but she bit her tounge and smiled politley

well you know same as usual

She looked at the witch king. He had an air of effortless evilness that was pretty impressive

I saw a badger on the way here. It'd been run over by a cart all guts everywhere

[The Witch King]

Great.
Did you bring it with you? I have to admit I'm getting pretty hungry.
The service in this place is diabolical..but then it is run by Rohirrims.

*slugs his wine back*

You ever eaten here before?

[~Dernhelm~]

Eowyn had just seated the Elf down to a table, giving her the menu.

She then goes to see if the Witch King and Grubby were comfortable. Eowyn goes and gets a large vase from the storage, filled with red and black roses as well as some creepy black sparkles which looked like spider webs.

"Good evening, Grubby," Eowyn says, noticing that the orc looked especially nice this evening. The shield maiden places the vase on the table, adjusting the ribbon on it.

"Would you like to begin with the drinks?" she offers, standing by the table.

[The Witch King]

No we have wine..

*points to the rapidly disappearing bottle of Black Breath.*

We'd like the first course..

[Grubhosh]

no I didn't I don't normally eat things i find. Haven't been here before though. some of my cousins have though they were trying to get to the white mountains or summit..

she takes a swig of her wine

hey eowyn

turns to the witch king

what you having?

[The Witch King]

I fancy the cockroach soup.

*Browses the menu and chokes on his wine at the prices. Hopes Grubby doesn't have expensive tastes.*

[Elidor]

(btw, I am dressed like a male elf...to avoid suspicion ;D)


Thankyou. I mean.. *coughs and deepen voice*..thankyou. Do you sell horse's meat from Rohan here?

*THe waitress raises an eyebrow before saying no in an unpleasant tone.*

Er...Just wanted to check if you are abusing your horses. *Gave an innocent smile, showing all his blinding white teeth* So I'll just have the Rohan's Special and a bottle of Rivendell wine.

The elf said a very forced and strained 'thankyou' when the waitress finished taking his order.

[~Dernhelm~]

"As you wish," Eowyn replies as she goes off into the kitchen to get some of the cockroach soup. She comes back with a fancy silver bowl which has creepy carvings and is full of the soup. She places it on the table and goes to get the plates.

Returning with the plates now, Eowyn gives one to both the Witch King and Grubby, then a fancy set of cutlery to go along with it. She also gives them a basket of the moldiest and stalest Mordor bread seen.

"Hope you enjoy your appetizer," she says, ready to go check on how to Winged Beast's brain is frying in the kitchen as well as if the slug fries were burnt enough.

Eowyn then turns around and goes back into the kitchen to where Seomela was peeling potatoes for a take-away order.

"Well, how do they appear?" Seomela asks curiosly, eager to find out about the date from Mordor.

"Pretty good, I guess. Hopefully cooking in the Black Fashion will be sucessful!" Eowyn says as she checks on the slug fries and adds some more chili sauce on them.

Meanwhile, the other waitress (Runila) was just about to freak out when she returned from taking the order.

"Guess what? They're asking for horse meat AGAIN! It's happening more and more!" Runila says, trying to keep her voice quiet while handing the slip of orders to the cook.

"It's okay, may be good for tourist attractions," Eowyn tries to joke, doing her best to ease the tension despite that she herself didn't like the horse meat business too much!

"Rohan steak with fresh Edoras greens and fried rice coming up!" the cook announces as he hands a big plate over to Runila.

"Thanks," Runila replies as she puts the wine from Rivendell and Rohan special on a tray and takes it over to the elf who is waiting.

"There you go," she says.

[Elidor]

Thankyou. *Catiously took a bite at the vegtables, trying to look at the couple without actually staring at them*

[The Witch King]

*Stares back at the 'Elf' as he slurps his soup, frowning. Mutters to himself.*

Theres nothing more offputting when your trying to eat then the sight of an elf..

[Grubhosh]

Grubby taps a bit of bread on the table frowning at it glances across at the elf

Hmmm a funny smelling elf as well

[Jared]

A female Elf wearing loose-fitting dress and strangely masculine-looking boots appears at the doorway. She wears a cloak and her head is shaded by a dark blue hood. She eyes the hostess warily.

I- She catches herself and gives a high-pitched, suspiciously fake giggle. Her next words are in a relatively more feminine tone.

I believe my, er, date is here by now. Ah, there he is. The one who just stabbed his own finger with the fork.

A flash of white teeth from under the hood indicate a fast smile; she gives a slight nod and starts towards Elidor's table as the hostess graciously leads the way. The black boots give an odd sound as they come in contact with the hard ground, like steel scraping against stone.

[ooc: LoL, sorry, guys, I couldn't help it. ;D]

[Grubhosh]

(OOC what is this a spectator sport? and why are you disguised as elves ugh *looks for sutibally disgused smilie* gotcha

[The Witch King]

(LOL! OH MY GOD! This is so off putting! ;D)

*Moves his chair around so his back is to the two insidious Elves and he no longer has to look at them.*

So Grubby, going anywhere nice for your day off this year?

*finishes his soup and waits for the next course.*