The rest of the story will be In Becca's POV unless I say it's someone else's.

The actual real life Bilbo was right in front of me. He was like an exact replica; curly hobbit hair, large feet, even his ears were slightly more pointed than normal.

"Hello how can I help you ladies?"

He even sounded exactly like Bilbo, But how?

"Oh well we're looking for jobs as we just moved here."

Ellie said trying to be convincing.

"Well we only have one space available as the other has just been taken."

I turned and looked at Ellie as she was the much better cook.

"I'd like to go for a job here if that's okay?"

Ellie said smiling because seriously who wouldn't want to work with real life Bilbo Baggins!

"I'll see you tomorrow for an interview then."

Bilbo said handing over a business card, even the writing on it looked like his.

Ellie and me thanked him and headed outside.

"The real Bilbo..."

"Just offered me a job!!"

Ellie said fangirling and jumping around next to me.

We headed back the direction we came from and saw a magnificent building which said 'Mount Erebor' on a huge sign placed right outside.

"Oh my days, it's almost as beautiful as Erebor itself."

I said taking a step back to admire the scene.
It was a moderately tall building with beautiful stained-glass windows the colour of jewels and intricate patterns of geometric shapes decorating the interior and exterior. It was truly breathtaking.

"Becca you should try for a job there?!"

Ellie said pushing me towards the building.

"I'm nowhere near smart enough to for that Ellie!"

But she wouldn't take no for an answer and dragged me through the doors into a beautiful marble interior with pillars going up to what I assumed was the top floor.

"Hello we've just moved in near here and were wondering if there was any job slots available?"

Ellie asked while I stood behind her looking around in awe at the pure beauty of this place.

"As a matter of fact we do have some available jobs m'lady."

As soon as he spoke I knew who it was and knew that this was no coincidence.

Sitting behind the desk was a real life Balin.