They circle the planet and look at the architecture. They are somewhat disappointed.
"Maybe the aliens think they're pretty," someone says dubiously.
"No," someone else says. "Some things are universal."
"Maybe the aliens are all blind."
"That makes more sense."
"Well we have to pick somewhere."
This place has a lovely large statue-garden-monument thing that Elves would not go out of their way to avoid if it were in Tirion, though they'd probably walk through it quickly. They go for that one.
"I haven't actually stayed in a hotel on Endorë, I will have to go try it sometime."
"They brought her food! They called her ma'am and asked if there was anything they could do and she said she didn't like the potpourri and they figured out which thing in it was bothering her and found a room with a different kind!"
"I don't think the potpourri thing being impressive would have been out of place from a purple or something."
"No, it's good service, it's just - good service that millions of people are talking about -"
"Singlehandedly - well, not exactly singlehandedly, but still - prompting a mass exodus!"
"I mean, mostly to other reds. They can go in bunches. It's hard to be attached to things you can't touch and places you can't go, you know? I'm sure there are some of them who are like, oh, I'll stay behind and do the work, and actually they have purple significant others or can't give up their favorite stupid internet game, but..."
"I could misleadingly say 'I like you so much we will save all the reds on the planet' but we really were going to do that anyway."
"Okay, we were going to try anyway, and fuck up because we didn't understand how bad things were."
"Imagine if no one'd ever noticed and you hadn't gotten a probation officer to say 'call the Prince about that'."
He looks very torn for a second. Then he sighs and leans across the fence and kisses her.
Eee! "Well now you might as well come over and hang out all day long you are already doomed to the hours of showering."
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