*flashes an entirely impish smile* What, you mean you don't want me to convince Amarië to move filming up here? *takes her menu from the waiter and glances over it* We could bring all ten billion screaming, fainting Elliettes with us. Don't ask about the Elliettes.
I'm afraid I don't have much time to keep up with your show.
*snorts, making a dismissive gesture with one hand* Oh, please. We're not exactly high-class entertainment. But it's generally fun to work on, even though the days are long. Celebrimbor's in town for however long exile lasts a while, too. *looks at you curiously, thinking you probably won't understand this, given your perfect relationship with your dad and undoubtedly perfect relationship with your son, but maybe you can at least give her some advice?* The family thing is really hard sometimes. I like it, it's just...I always afraid I'm doing it wrong?