*is still looking around for Glorfindel when he arrives at the realization that there's a girl on him* There's a girl on me. Hi.
*tries very hard to concentrate on what you're saying (but he's pleasantly sleepy and you seem pretty insane)* No but I don't. We fixed that, I think? *gets a good look at their surroundings (so many of his friends, all dressed up and eating hors d'oeuvres and drinking cocktails among favors and floral centerpieces)* Oh. Oh god. This is a wedding?