"Yes, but also more complicated than that," Liliana said. "Here, come with me back to the counter, I'll show you."

She led him back over to the counter, where there was one tall chair behind it, the counter in front of it full of books and scattered papers. In front of the counter was a perfectly normal armchair that hadn't been there when he came in. Liliana took a seat in the chair behind the counter and pulled out her notebook.

"Don't sit down," she added casually. "That's not a proper chair, it's an ambush predator. Just ignore it and eventually it'll go away." She glared at the armchair. "Shoo. Stop trying to eat my customers, nobody thinks you're cute."