Whew! I thought that press junket would never end.

*Plopping down on the nearest bench.*

Finally a respite from all those fans.

Speak elven! Speak elven!

I'll speak elven alright.

You can call me, Gal. No pretense of elven royalty here, please. To you, I am just your run-of-the-mill pointy-eared maiden.

*Noticing everyone's slack-jawed appearance.*

Oh.

*cough*

Perhaps I'd better quit while I'm ahead.