He grabbed hold of his spoon and lightly hit it against the table until the barkeep placed the mashed potatoes in front of him. Greg began to hum a song that sounded like he was saying mashed potatoes and molasses before shoveling spoon fulls into his mouth.

He looked up at Barkeep with a smile. "Nope! There was nothing else. I went to sleep and when I woke up I was here!"

Greg really didn't remember anything strange but then his whole journey had been a little off.