What in the name of... He did not smell of the pub! He hadn't even gone today! ... Although he had gone yesterday and he now wondered if he should have changed clothes.

Her accent was more northern, something like what he had grown up with. People up there were ruder, he told himself bitterly.

"Suit yerself. Sorry for offering," he grumbled, an he made his way to his door, digging in his pocket for the key.