Griswald stepped out of the pub, passing [Micheal?] on the way out. The people inside had either gotten back to what they were doing or were still staring at the tavern's door from when the man had left. The bartender was cleaning out some glasses for more customers. The man that had attacked the woman was sitting in the corner not trying to show his face to the crowd. Men were sitting around a table playing some kind of strange card game with an odd deck of cards.