And stops dead in his tracks, swaying slightly on the spot. He was probably more than a little tipsy, but still quite sure he'd just walked out of a tavern, and out onto the street. Except he was no longer standing on a street not far from the docks.
He blinked, and started sauntering around the room, looking at everything, a bemused look on his face.
"Interesting," he muttered. "Very interesting."
Typist: The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow, from the Pirates of the Caribbean trilogy! :D