Silver-Tongued Speaker, I know what it is of which you speak, even if I have not seen it, and I advise you to remember two words:

"Trailers Lie!"

Verily, thou art most welcome to take refuge here, Lady Galadriel! Have thee a cookie. In sooth, the monks employ many methods in which they use to guardeth the purity of their minds. The tranquil depths of meditation and thick Monastery walls art verily a great help in keeping the dreaded spoiler away, and cappuccino and ping-pong and questing provideth much needed distraction. Oh, and we often findeth blindfolds a great help, too, though it can be difficult to navigateth the myriad of Monastery's chambers and passageways when wearing one.

Methinks I chooseth to believe the Silver-Tongued Speaker doth exaggerate, just a little. And even if thou were not, all's the more reason to shield mine eyes from this spoiler to end all spoilers.

*Puts on more tea for the feast*

"Trailers lie", you say? Ah, but this is not a trailer, it is a preview. And I have seen this thing with mine own eyes.

And actually Rose-Tree Dryad, I am not exaggerating this time. Seriously. It's that big.

~Riella

Previews can lie too, you know.

Okay, I viewed what you speak of (from the GMD link), and I must say, for the benefit of anyone concerned, there isn't an absolute confirmation that this is major. Now, I may be wrong, but we will find out when the Day arrives.

Until then, I am planning to view no more TV spots.

Why, thank you for the cookie, good Dryad! May I borrow one of your blindfolds as well? Methinks it will come most in handy, since there will most likely be more TV previews.

Hello. Even though I'm from the Evil Lair, I hope I can at least look around.

I promise I won't reveal any spoilers.

*cough* the Dawn Treader sail is purple *cough*

All right, I'll be going now.

Lady Galadriel, I hast a selection of blindfolds in many colours. You are most welcome to choose one that tickleth thy fancy.

Welcome, welcome guests and other hesitant visitors. There is naught to fear here. *ducks a ping-pong ball* Dear me, when did we start playing in the entryway?

Minotaur, thy reticence is... much appreciated.

Anyway, I believe the kettle is about to boil for tea, so please, come in and sit down! There is also hot chocolate and cider, and our famous cappuccino.

AHHH!!! I must fleeth from temptation!! Me thinketh the TV spot must have come on during every commercial last night!! My sister gave me weird looks when I plugged my ears and refused to looketh at the TV. *sighs* I so wanted to looketh...

I refuseth to look at any TV spot as of yet... I might changeth my mind as the day approacheth.

Meltintalle, might I haveth a blindfold as well?

*sips cappuccino* Ahh... Much better.

Most certainly, dear Melian. Wouldst thou like a nice plum blindfold to match thy avatar?

I thank thee, Meltintalle. I should likest a turquoise blindfold better, I thinketh, for it is my favorite color.

We have a ping-pong table? Yay! I'm probably the worst player in the history of the game, but would anyone like to play with me?

*remembers* Oh, yes, I brought some shortbread for our guests and anyone else who would like some. It's my great great great great great great great great great great great great great great (is that enough greats to get us back to England yet?) grandmother's recipe.

*looks for ping-pong paddle*

*finds a turquoise blindfold in her handful of re-purposed vintage scarves* I trust it wilt serve you admirably well, Melian. After all, one must be most stylish in one's accessories.

*takes up a ping-pong paddle to challenge Winterlife* I challenge thee to a duel! Let us seek out the truth of the matter, who is worst at ping-pong, thee or I? Sayest I that tis I.

*turns her blue blindfold back into a scarf to keep her hair out of her face while playing*

*finds paddle under the cappuccino machine* Ah, now I'm ready! *grabs extra balls* Your serve or mine?

Thank you for the blindfold (green). Already it has kept me from seeing the 3rd and 4th TV spots!

I hath returned with biscotti, by request of the good Dryad of the Rose Trees! I hope I am not too late to join in this lovely gathering?

I fear I am in need of thy assistance, O wise and amiable monks, for the TV spots art calling to me, and I hath made up my mind to abstain from such temptations...

Minotaur, thy residence in the dank and drafty chambers of the Lair seemeth to be causing thee to develop a cough.

These abhorrent TV spots art tempting me dreadfully as well! Since I often walketh into things even when mine eyes are open, methinks I do not much fear wearing a blindfold. Hast ye a rose-colored scarf, Lady Wanderer?

And. . . *disappeareth for a moment, then returneth with arms laden with helmets for all of the spectactors* . . . thy duel of the ping-pong with Winty shalt be most entertaining.

*Muncheths on a biscotti* We thank thee for thy kind gift, Wanderer! Thou art not too late at all; join the festivities! And perhaps a blindfold wouldst do thee good as well, in abstaining from the detestation that art TV spots?