Thranduil: Happy Birthday, son. I’m proud to be your father.
Legolas: Thank you, Dad. I’m proud to be your son.
Thranduil: Have I ever told you about how you came to be?
Legolas: I don’t think I want to hear this, Dad.
Thranduil: It is a beautiful story. You should hear it. I like telling it.
Legolas: I know. I heard you told Tauriel.
Tauriel: Your father scares me.
Thranduil: I might have mentioned it in passing.
Legolas: I heard you told Elrond and Galadriel as well.
Elrond: Oh, that was beautiful. You should have seen Galadriel. Unbelievable. Remind me to get Thranduil a little something for his trouble.
Galadriel: I must stop reading minds. I really must stop with the mind-reading. That was more than I needed to know. Oh, my..
Gandalf: Don’t look at me! I have nothing to do with this! As it were, I heard the story from Sauron.
Sauron: Shhhhh....no you didn’t. Nothing to see here. Move along.
Thranduil: So, what would you like for your birthday?
Legolas: I have no idea anymore.
Thranduil: A new bow with a quiver full of arrows and you forget we had this conversation?
Legolas: Done.
