*frowns very faintly (his usual frown of confusion) but hurriedly thinks to make amends (for what exactly?) *steps into the elevator and presses the number for your floor* Why don't hotels have a thirteenth floor? Are people really that superstitious?
Uhm. *clears his throat* But anytime for dinner, honestly. Ecthelion sometimes works late, though not so late as he used to, and there are some really great restaurants around Gondolin. There's this Haradric place we went to recently and it's really nice.