Baggend (Bilbo Baggin’s house), at night. Bilbo’s dining room, a warm fire is ablaze in the corner fireplace, tables and chairs and are laden with various cakes and crockery ready for an evening meal. Bilbo is busy setting up for dinner.
Bilbo: I am so sorry to keep you waiting! (Apologetically)
Dwalin: Dwalin at your service! (Bows low)
Bilbo: Bilbo Baggins at yours.
Bilbo: I am just about to take tea; pray come and have some with me. (Politely)
Bilbo: Excuse me! (Spluttering, opens door)
Bilbo: So you have got here at last!
Balin: I see they have begun to arrive already! (Catching sight of Dwalin)
Balin hops inside and hangs up his coat)
Bilbo: Come along in and have some tea! (After taking a deep breath)
Balin: A little beer would suit me better, if it is all the same to you, my good sir. (Sassy)
Balin: I don’t mind some cake –seed cake- if you have any. (Questioning)
Bilbo: Lots! (Surprised)
(Doorbell rings once again!)
Bilbo: Gandalf for certain this time! (Positively)
Bilbo: What can do for you my dwarves?
Kili: Kili at your service!
Fili: And Fili!
Bilbo: At yours and your familys! (Disappointed)
Kili: Dwalin and Balin are here already, I see.
Kili: Let us join the throng. (Winking)
Bilbo: ‘Throng’! (Thinking out loud)
Bilbo: I don’t like the sound of that! I really must sit down for a minute and collect my wits, and have a drink. (Murmurs)