Lafayette stumbled across--Merlotte's? On one of his nightly walks. Okay, so nightly-attempt-to-find-the-damn-portal-and-get-the-hell-home might be more accurate, but it was also more of a mouthful. But, Merlotte's was in Bontemps, it shouldn't--hell couldn't--be here. Could it?
He opened the door and slipped inside, taking in what was either the greatest mindfuck or the best exact replica of Merlotte's ever.