Thranduil: You are my son and I love you very much.
Legolas: I don’t want to know.
Thranduil: Know what?
Legolas: What you did this time? You always do something.
Thranduil: Legolas, of course I always do something. I’m the king of this realm. I do a lot of things. It’s my job.
Legolas: Dad, all you do is walk around the palace all day, talk down to people and change clothes every fifteen minutes.
Thranduil: Walking is exercise, everyone is shorter than me and I’m way too beautiful for just one color scheme, son. I am obligated as the King of Mirkwood to dress better than everyone else in the world.