One of the men at the bar called out in a loud voice, "eh, will ya look at the bird that ole HD dragged in."
Everybody laughed.
"Well, come on in and have yourself a drink now, love. Any friend of Hickory Dickory is a friend of ours."
Then she noticed that Cyrus was talking to a group of people over in the corner. He looked up and waved her over.
She noticed that he had a beer in his hand, and this made her angry.
"Cyrus, what's the big idea, I've been waiting on the side of the road for an hour, and I find you in here drinking."
"What do you mean, an hour? I just walked in here with that dog, not five minutes ago. These nice people bought me a beer while they started to explain things to me. You see, our dog friend here is special. He's a time-traveler, hearts."
"That's right dearie," said a young woman who Katya thought was sitting much too close to Cyrus. "He's a time-traveler all right; it's because of him that this place even exists."