My eyes adjusted quickly.
There was someone here - of course there was. I had expected the room to be empty, but realised it was a foolish expectation. Behind the bar he stood, huge and welcoming with a cheery smile and his still-Satanic eyebrows raised high above glinting eyes.
"Welcome, again," he boomed.
Lucy smiled demurely.
I laughed and closed the inn door behind me. How good it was to watch the sawdust on the floor dance in the draught once more.
"Such a delightful place," Lucy commented as I shook the landlord's hand and musicians entered the room.