A Hobbit and an Elf Sit By the Pool

*stretches out on a chaise longue by the pool in his swim trunks and sighs happily*

Phew. What an absolute terror that man is. Here we are, four years on, still can't keep our hands off each other.

What day is it? What week is it?

Ah well. Don't suppose it matters. Someone would've told us if they needed us.

*puts on his sunglasses and holds a tanning reflector under his chin*

Hmmm?

*Hearing someone coming, Dom looks over his shades quizzically.*