Narrowing his eyes at the female, he then notices to see Thorin stepping up. "Welcome Thorin, son of Thrain" "I do not believe we have met", the dwarf Prince gave a small growl under his voice. "You have your Grandfather’s bearing. I knew Thror when he ruled under the mountain" "Indeed? He made no mention of you" Elrond suddenly says something to Thorin in Elvish. "What is he saying? Does he offer us insult?", Glion spoke with a little bit of anger within him. "No, Master Gloin, he’s offering you food", Gandalf reassured him. That was until the dwarves turn and discuss amongst themselves. "Ah, Well. In that case, lead on"

Later that day, the dwarves all sat around the elves' dining table. Some complaining that the food wasn't of their taste and that they would prefer meat rather than "leaves". "Kind of you to invite us. I’m not really dressed for dinner", Gandalf spoke as he walked with Elrond to the table. "Well, you never are", they seat themselves at the head chair. 

Changed into something lighter and more Elvish-like, Maleficent had on an elbow-length off-the-shoulder brown dress that fell to her ankles as she made herself appear at the walkway of the dining area where everyone else was at. There were no shoes on her, and she preferred to walk barefoot, letting the sun warm them. Her headdress was gone, so she let her hair flow free. Noticing what appears to be an elvish flute nearby. She delicately picked it up and lightly played a few notes until she was actually playing a song. It was a song she knew and learned as a child. Till then, she was with the other instrument playing Elves, having her eyes flicking to Kili time to time.