You come into the inn looking around like a fish out of water, dressed head to toe in fancy clothes and drenched from the rain outside.

"Hello?" You say walking up to the bar.

Declan comes out from behind the bar and takes one look at you and his mind is made up.

"Long way from home?" he says with a wry and exasperated smile.

"Yes and I need directions to a hotel yesterday," you say as you look around at the elderly patrons and dull interior.

"You're already here," he replies snarkily.