An informal survey of the clientele at the Old Entomologist ascertained the following:
- Swearing Bob ascribes the sound of hoofbeats to "feckin gobshite ponies".
- Greenish Hugh looks first for a guy carrying two coconut shells.
- Head barmaid Evangeline van Holsterin thinks we are all loonies.
- Space-Time Eddie looks for a spectral entity from the casebook of Carnacki the Ghost-Finder; or failing that, a Clark Ashton Smith story.