Jenkins led the way down the stairs into the now empty bar room.

Bernard asked as they walked back to the bar room.

She was still laughing as they came out of Frenzel's through the bar room.

"That's also my bar room, a place where people can dance and scream," she said.

"We will wait until it gets dark and the bar room fills," I said.

I walked into the bar room, moving toward the family room.

I moved across the family room and into the bar room.

They sit at the same corner table in the bar room.

The big bar room seemed large and quiet - almost watchful.

The bar room seemed warm and friendly after the cold of the night.