The old man led the way to a small door hidden deep in the store, which he unlocked after fumbling with a huge ring of keys.  Pushing the door open, he beckoned the pair through.<br/><br/>"Just go down the stairs," he grumbled.  "Be careful--it's dark and I don't think I remember when we last bothered to repair anything.  The portal's in the cellar.  Be polite, mind you, and just give him the book."<br/><br/>Alice giggled and batted her eyes at the elderly bookseller, who gave Vincent another almost sympathetic look.<br/><br/>"We're all mad, here, you know?  Well, off with you, lad."