Montmorency was standing outside a posh hotel.
Stood in a black suit and top hat, a tall man paused outside the building. People dressed in evening wear and ball-gowns passed in and out of the heavy, grand doors. Beside the doors, two pillars stood, towering over the man. From the doors, a plush red carpet cascaded down the steps. The doorway was lit up by two gaslights. An elegantly dressed doorman tipped his hat to the man and said, “Good evening, sir,” as he held the doors open.
And here's a Victorian menu, for those of you who need it.