Celegorm opens a door and finds himself looking, not into a guest room, but into a bar.

It is not plausible that someone turned this room into a bar, both because it's not a very Noldorin bar and because the room is too big; he built this fortress, he would know. 

And, Huan says, it's very powerful magic and it smells of somewhere very far away. 

Noted.

He walks in. Worrying about the Doom would be overthinking it. He hopes.