"Well, then, you can offer second opinions." Why not. While he is looking to actually buy some stuff by the end of the day, he's not a terribly serious shopper, and can appreciate an entertaining diversion. He extends his left hand. "Hellboy."

The shopkeeper finally brings them to a halt. "Here, here. While I admit that that chair was maybe not quite your type--" He shrugs as though this were a matter of taste, not structural integrity. "--I think this will be much more to your liking." He makes a gesture at... a couch. It's pretty solidly built, and maybe even a little overstuffed for comfort. It's also very brown.