The Case Of The Missing Scarf

It was a dandy morning; I was smoking my pipe, seeing the colors, everything was just dandy. It was, until Pip ran up to the Hill claiming someone stole his scarf. You know, the grey one from that gay place.

"You're wearing it right now!" I said.

"Me other one got stolen. I bought two, don't yeh remember?"

"Why on earth would you need two?"

"So I have one for backup in case stuff like this happens, aye. You gonna help me or not?"

So we spent the whole afternoon questioning just about everyone who could be a suspect. We finally narrowed it down to four suspects:

Meriadoc Brandybuck

Samwise Gamgee

Diamond of Long Cleeve

The Scarf-Baron

Pip keeps insisting there's some kind of "Scarf Baron" who "creeps around in the wee hours of the night." Ha! There's no such thing as a Scarf Baron, right? Come on, who did it? Fess up!