We will then just have to deal with it later, Fea go fine your date and ... stop giving me that look.
Feanor does not look happy with Fluffy at all.
"I don't think I'm making myself clear here Fluffy. What happened back there was unacceptable. No, more than that it was... grotesque! It's one thing to defend yourself, it's quite another--!"
Feanor cuts off as she notices the curious glances their conversation is drawing.
"We'll talk about this later, Fluffy. In the meantime, for prophet's sake put that thing away, and try to keep your head down for the rest of the gala!"
She sends a cold look at the eavesdroppers and stalks off.
On her way to find Fleece, Feanor was approached by Dandy.
"Hey Feanor. I would ask you how your night has been going, but I think I can make a pretty good guess. I tried to visit you to chat before the gala, but you weren't home.
So, you and Fluffy, huh? I would have never imagined you two getting so close, after you told me that one time how much of an enemy the Dark Side is."
Feanor looks pleasantly surprised to see Dandy.
"Rambassador, it has been some time! I am so sorry for all this trouble I seem to have brought with me. Since my return from the battle, things have been... eventful, to say the least. It is part of the reason I have been scarce of late. I assure you that nothing further will happen on my watch tonight."
Feanor fights back a scowl at the mention of Fluffy. Instead, she looks over her shoulder in the direction she just came from and puts on a thin smile.
"Yes... I don't think anyone foresaw that, least of all me. I suppose there are some things you only learn about yourself when death is knocking."
She shakes herself with a little chuckle.
"Now I'm being dramatic. Something else that seems to have become the norm of late. Anyhow, I am sorry to have missed your visit. I hope my sprite didn't give you any trouble..."