*frowns at the cake but has to acknowledge that the little bride and groom figurines on the top do indeed look more like Idril & Tuor than they look like a sign reading EAT ME, ECTHELION*
Oh. Well, we could just ask them to cut it now. I'll be right back... *gets halfway out of his chair before he becomes distracted by the chamber musicians sitting in another corner, who have been innocuously playing some light dinner music as backdrop to the festivities* Oh, hey. Isn't that my violin?