But all songs come to an end, and in time this one does, too. Maglor takes a break - as much because his hands need a rest as because Elrond is here. He gives a faint smile and lifts his half-empty cup of mead in toast before drinking a swallow to wet his throat.

"Very few seem inclined to dance today," he remarks. Clearly this is more appropriate than 'hello how are you'. (But really he very much doubts either one of them wishes to answer that question honestly.)