Given his size, a better look isn't too terribly difficult to get. Hellboy soon stops off at a nearby furniture shop, whose proprietor quickly bustles over and escorts him to a chair that he apparently just swears will be perfect. Hellboy looks rather more dubious, as the chair isn't especially large. (He in fact holds up his big Right Hand as though comparing it to one of the armrests.)

The shopkeeper insists that he try the chair first, and with a sigh, he slowly lowers himself into it... and then quickly stands up before his weight fully finishes settling, as the audible groans and the visibly bending legs were clear signals that the chair would not handle his magnificence.