It was surely the biggest mistake of his life. He had no way to identify the mustachioed gentleman, whose lushness of the facial hair he complimented for. It wouldn't have been in his consideration to connect the guest to the large intimidating impatient he-buffalo he saw before entering the house. There's cows, there's buffaloes, horses dogs one sees all manners of creatures roaming about particularly in a large megapolis. It's unfair to expect one to identify the divine from the mortal by mere sight, when the divine shows no interest towards getting recognized.
His palms joined, head bowed he listened to the thunderous yet subdued man whom the mountains feared the rivers changed course to avoid, the seas parted to allow passage. He was the one Kings feared whom the gods worshipped the one sages worked to befriend. For there was only one entity beyond him and that was time itself.
An unexpected attendance of Yama in one's house right after one's come back from your morning ablutions is unlikely to be a sign of good fortune. This man was about to discover however that the very Lord of Death had brought with him positive news.
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