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[He hadn't intended on visiting the feast, not one to appreciate the large crowds of mostly Big People who can't seem to see a small Hobbit trying to move along. Even if the smell of food and drink was terribly inviting he still made a point to steer clear. He had his share of accidental foot-stomps to last three lifetimes.

So when a faerie snags a book from his hands and runs off with it into the crowds of new arrivals Bilbo has no choice but to follow after it, yelling for it to come back-

... and then suddenly he was stuck in a sea of bustling people with no faerie in sight. Grumbling to himself he worked on moving himself towards the wall where at least then he didn't have the chance of being stomped on in someone's pursuit for the food table.]