((I'm still in the first book so I can't, and dunno how to. Anyway... Back to me and Grima... God that sounds wrong.))

Daisy: My foster brother is going to come and kill you, Grima.

Grima: That *weak* little halfling?

Daisy: He is not weak. Just a little soft-hearted.

Grima: Which means he is weak. I'm sure he would love to see what I have done to his sister.

Daisy: *glares at Grima* What do you mean by that?

Grima: What do *I* mean by that? Well what do you think, I would mean? There's a few things I could do to you.

Daisy: I do not even want to think of those things. *Stares at the shadows in front of her*

Grima: From now forth, you *will* do as I say.

Daisy: I highly doubt that. I would never do as anyone says.

Grima: Well you did as Legolas had told you to do.

Daisy: Legolas was an exception((dunno which one to use)). Besides he didn't want me to get hurt in this war that will be in a few days.

Grima: Well isn't that a sweet little thing. I think Legolas is actually caring about you.

Daisy: What...? No... He wanted me to follow his sisters so they would be safe.

Grima: His sisters? Where are they?

Daisy: Why should I tell you? You'd only do the same to them as you did to me. Besides... I highly doubt they'd be where I left them.

*Grima grabs his dagger and hits Daisy in the back of the head with the hilt. She's out like a light again. Grima then steps out of Bag-End and goes to look for the Greenleaf sisters.*

(OK....))