[Rip has indeed heard about the bar, although he hasn't headed there himself just yet. He's perfectly capable of moping while stone cold sober, thank you very much.]

So seems to be the consensus. Is it really escape, however, when it seems there's no control or choice in the matter? [It sounds more like being released in Rip's mind--but as this woman says, there's no promise that the freedom would last.]

Yes, so I heard. Apparently such a thing has happened to someone from my world. It's far from a comforting thought.