The Spirits At Jim's Bar didn't rest in peace! Jim's Bar was deserted; no staff or any thirsty customers waiting to be served. Robyn Humphries sat there waiting for me; she looked elegance personified in her tweed jacket, over a cream dress. Robyn enthusiastically greeted me as I came through her entrance door with 'CLOSED' written largely upon it; she shook my hand and stood up on her toes to kiss my cheek, I didn't exactly fight her off. I was falling fast for Robyn Humphries and her crazy haunted bar; she was without doubt the most magical woman I'd ever met, I said with a trace of irony "As they say in the movies Robyn, this could be the start of something beautiful," we laughed and that's when I told her about the demon stalking Jim's Bar.