I was so beautiful yesterday. I see the girl standing at the stop, in a thin shirt, and the evening is already, the wind is cold. I, as a true gentleman, stretched out my jacket to the lady and offered to bring her home, for the night is dark and full of horrors. She listened to my speech, pulled out the engagement ring on the chain from underneath her shirts and said that she was Frodo, Orodruin was dangerous, and Gandalf told her not to talk.