"You must be Mr. Baggins" "No! You can’t come in, you’ve come to the wrong house", the Hobbit retorted as he goes to shut the door, but Kili stops him. "What?! Has it been canceled?" "No one told us" "Can…! No, nothing’s been canceled" "That’s a relief", at this, they both let themselves in, brushing passed Bilbo as if they owned the place. "Careful with these, I just had them sharpened", the blond told the Hobbit before placing their swords in his hands. "It’s nice, this place. Did you do it yourself?", Kili complimented as he looked around. "Uh…no, it’s been in the family for years--That’s my mother’s glory box, can you please not do that?!" "Fili, Ki­li, come on, give us a hand" "Let’s shove this in the hole, or otherwise we’ll never get everyone in" "Ev…everyone?! How many more are there?" Once again, the doorbell rings. Bilbo was just at the end of his rope. "Oh, no! No, no. There’s nobody home! Go away, and bother somebody else! There’s far too many dwarves in my dining room as it is. If…if this is some blockhead’s idea of a joke, I can only say, it is in very poor taste!", right as Bilbo opens the door, a bunch of dwarves fall through onto the floor, behind them Gandalf pokes his head through the door, along with a feminine face. Looking at Gandalf, he was exasperated, just knowing that he was involved with this strange intrusion. "I told you this was a bad idea", the female told the wizard next to her with a narrow of her yellow-green eyes.