Melkor was rather pleased with himself. He had seen the light of curiosity in Legolas' gaze when he had spoken to him of the west and the Undying Lands all too clearly. He would encourage that bit by bit, baiting him with the tempation of knowledge and wisdom.

It had been too long since the Noldor had looked at him with the same expression so Melkor basked in every moment. The other elf was rather young for one of the Eldar which made this even more delightful.

In his time in Florida, Melkor had developed his own sense of fashion. Everything from shirts, slacks, robes in shades of black and grey. The heat wasn't exactly bothersome for him but he still kept his hair pinned back, not bothering to keep his ears hidden from sight. Of course he could never resist wearing a piece from Feanor's collection- today was a jeweled circlet with blue stones which sparkled like little stars.

He was on his way to work when he spotted Legolas hopping on top of the cars, grinning when the elf approached.

"It is truly a fair day," he responded with a bow of his head.