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My favorite is still the kid that drank the enchanted blue paint. Anyone have it saved? Best story ever.

 MRPYM wrote:
My local GW manager tried to make me feel guilty about buying GW models from my FLGS and that I was responsible for making sure he has a job and is able to feed his family.

Nathan of gw Wellington also did this to people.


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 MRPYM wrote:
My local GW manager tried to make me feel guilty about buying GW models from my FLGS and that I was responsible for making sure he has a job and is able to feed his family.

Nathan of gw Wellington also did this to people.

 wowsmash wrote:
My favorite is still the kid that drank the enchanted blue paint. Anyone have it saved? Best story ever.

Briefly the story is that some kid got so angry he took an enchanted blue(old citadel) paint pot and drank it.

He later barfed a lot.

I bring threads of hilarity people
http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/0/556990.page
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 MRPYM wrote:

 wowsmash wrote:
My favorite is still the kid that drank the enchanted blue paint. Anyone have it saved? Best story ever.

Briefly the story is that some kid got so angry he took an enchanted blue(old citadel) paint pot and drank it.

He later barfed a lot.

Did it smell magical?

 MRPYM wrote:

 wowsmash wrote:
My favorite is still the kid that drank the enchanted blue paint. Anyone have it saved? Best story ever.

Briefly the story is that some kid got so angry he took an enchanted blue(old citadel) paint pot and drank it.

He later barfed a lot.

There was also the one about the kid who was being a little dillhole playing around with the bottle of super glue and glued his face to the painting table...
Shortly afterwards, GW started bottling the super glue into pill bottles.


Our store also had the kid who was playing around with his pocket knife in front of the area manager, who told the kid to put the knife away because he was being an idiot with it. The kid told off the area manager and boasted about how there was no way he could ever hurt himself with his own knife... (yes, it ended in Little Timmy's blood, because Little Timmy was being dumb)
Next day, new rule comes out that no one under 18 is allowed to be using any kind of knife in any GW store.

And yes, I'll get to the real disasters in a bit...

I don't go into my local game stores that often (play with a small group that meets at people's houses) so I guess I've been spared the worst of it.

Just the usual really annoying people bragging about how awesome their army is and how it could totally take your army down easily. I'm not going to lie, after about thr 5th time...I really don't care how many points your two flying hive tyrants or three riptides killed last game. (2 different people, who hang out with each other a lot interestingly enough)

 bossfearless wrote:
Oh man, there's a store in Orlando, FL. It's quite a large store and apparently it's opened up franchises in Nashville and a couple other places...

Fortunately the franchise here in Cincinnati is nothing like the main store you've described.

Well, I had some clashes with stores before. But they were more or less justified because I used to be a "lurker", meaning i just observed games and hung out with the people. These days I hang at my Club and im currently painting an army, so that rarely happens anymore. I do remember some nice ones from my "lurking" tough:

- I regularly visit a mate of mine in the UK, he owns a handful fo armies for both 40k and Fantasy and went to a local store for years. Everytime I was over there I would watch him play, talk to the guys and generally have a good time. The Store was very friendly, hosted regular Events and was just generally great. However, all this changed when the MTG-Crowd attacked...

Appearantly, while the store sold cards, there were rarely people playing MTG on the tables. I remember 2 or 3 regularls who played a friendly game here and there, nothing big. However, after another Tabletopstore in the area closed, a lot of MTG people suddenly came over to "our" store. This eventually meant that some tables that were previously used for Wargaming had to be repalced by regular one for the MTG people. At first, this wasnt a big deal. a 50-50 split-up wasnt too bad and the Warhammer guys were a friendly bunch. Sooner or alter however, the atmosphere started to change. I left again for home, and came back a few months later. Buddy was going to another shop he knew, much farther away than the original one. Naturally I asked why, so he showed me.

I didnt recognize a thing in that building. The section for wargaming was reduced to one table and one shelf in the far off corner of the store. Everything else was literally "Magic!". There were a whole bunch of people playing MTG, I saw Chalkboards with upcoming Events. A quick glance at the calendar showed that for one wargaming related Event, there were around 20 for MTG. Naturally I assumed the store just changed according to demand, maybe the interest for wargaming had decreased and just went with the flow. Buddy was quick to update me tough:

Soon after I left the MTG Players would complain about the Wargamers hogging up space. While a MTG Duel takes 5-20 minutes, a typical Warhammer-Battle can last multiple hours. This was "unfair" as they were profiting more of the space the store provided. Complaints turned into arguments, arguments into confrontations and the storeowner, while being a very nice guy, was completely unable to stand up to about anyone. So the terrain started to vanish, the calendar started to change. Some of the longtime customers attempted to cling to the shop and use what little space they had. But at this point, the relationsship between the two systems was very hostile. According to Buddy, some of the younger Players eventually started to outright harass people that were playing, and unsurprisingly, eventually people just dodged to another shop. The whole thing was pretty sad, i've never seen two fanbases that usually get along just fine in Clubs and local stores to outright bully each other out of the area.

- I knew a story not too far off my place, where the Owner would hit on every Woman that entered, regardless of age and relationshipstatus. It was horrible, not only because he went at it about as badly as you can ("Hey Baby, did it hurt when you fell down from heaven?" That sound you just heared was your brain trying to eat itself in embarassment.) but he was not very subtle about it too. Usually, most women would enter the store exactly once, hear ONE of his "Genius pickup lines" and then understandably flee over the hills. It pissed me off, since seeing a few women in the hobby was actually very refreshing, and made me feel less like a basement dwelling Gollum-knockoff.

I mostly kept away from that store, lest I get associated with that guy, and eventually the store vanished. I dunno if he moved or closed. I was very dissapointed, since its hard enough to find people and stores for Warhammer down here, so why did it have to be that guy of all people to open up a store?

Last time I was in the store we had about 8 guys around the table watching a 2v2 match all the model's and terrain were painted to a high degree. The 4 by 6 table was supported by a 2 by 6 table. One of the guys trips over a chair and starts to go down and reaches for the table. The table starts to come up and 8 pairs of hands slam down on the table to keep it in place. All of us are holding the table in place while we watch him eat it. I was across the table so there wasn't much I could do but I still felt like a douche for saving the table and not him. Felt like slow motion as he was going down. He had the weirdest look on his face to.

 wowsmash wrote:
Last time I was in the store we had about 8 guys around the table watching a 2v2 match all the model's and terrain were painted to a high degree. The 4 by 6 table was supported by a 2 by 6 table. One of the guys trips over a chair and starts to go down and reaches for the table. The table starts to come up and 8 pairs of hands slam down on the table to keep it in place. All of us are holding the table in place while we watch him eat it. I was across the table so there wasn't much I could do but I still felt like a douche for saving the table and not him. Felt like slow motion as he was going down. He had the weirdest look on his face to.

Important minis: 1, unimportant spaz: 0
Gamers-sweat the small stuff.



And to all the posters asking to hear more of my story....shoulda been there.

 wowsmash wrote:
Last time I was in the store we had about 8 guys around the table watching a 2v2 match all the model's and terrain were painted to a high degree. The 4 by 6 table was supported by a 2 by 6 table. One of the guys trips over a chair and starts to go down and reaches for the table. The table starts to come up and 8 pairs of hands slam down on the table to keep it in place. All of us are holding the table in place while we watch him eat it. I was across the table so there wasn't much I could do but I still felt like a douche for saving the table and not him. Felt like slow motion as he was going down. He had the weirdest look on his face to.

Perfect!

Stuebi wrote:
Well, I had some clashes with stores before. But they were more or less justified because I used to be a "lurker", meaning i just observed games and hung out with the people. These days I hang at my Club and im currently painting an army, so that rarely happens anymore. I do remember some nice ones from my "lurking" tough:

- I regularly visit a mate of mine in the UK, he owns a handful fo armies for both 40k and Fantasy and went to a local store for years. Everytime I was over there I would watch him play, talk to the guys and generally have a good time. The Store was very friendly, hosted regular Events and was just generally great. However, all this changed when the MTG-Crowd attacked...

Appearantly, while the store sold cards, there were rarely people playing MTG on the tables. I remember 2 or 3 regularls who played a friendly game here and there, nothing big. However, after another Tabletopstore in the area closed, a lot of MTG people suddenly came over to "our" store. This eventually meant that some tables that were previously used for Wargaming had to be repalced by regular one for the MTG people. At first, this wasnt a big deal. a 50-50 split-up wasnt too bad and the Warhammer guys were a friendly bunch. Sooner or alter however, the atmosphere started to change. I left again for home, and came back a few months later. Buddy was going to another shop he knew, much farther away than the original one. Naturally I asked why, so he showed me.

I didnt recognize a thing in that building. The section for wargaming was reduced to one table and one shelf in the far off corner of the store. Everything else was literally "Magic!". There were a whole bunch of people playing MTG, I saw Chalkboards with upcoming Events. A quick glance at the calendar showed that for one wargaming related Event, there were around 20 for MTG. Naturally I assumed the store just changed according to demand, maybe the interest for wargaming had decreased and just went with the flow. Buddy was quick to update me tough:

Soon after I left the MTG Players would complain about the Wargamers hogging up space. While a MTG Duel takes 5-20 minutes, a typical Warhammer-Battle can last multiple hours. This was "unfair" as they were profiting more of the space the store provided. Complaints turned into arguments, arguments into confrontations and the storeowner, while being a very nice guy, was completely unable to stand up to about anyone. So the terrain started to vanish, the calendar started to change. Some of the longtime customers attempted to cling to the shop and use what little space they had. But at this point, the relationsship between the two systems was very hostile. According to Buddy, some of the younger Players eventually started to outright harass people that were playing, and unsurprisingly, eventually people just dodged to another shop. The whole thing was pretty sad, i've never seen two fanbases that usually get along just fine in Clubs and local stores to outright bully each other out of the area.

- I knew a story not too far off my place, where the Owner would hit on every Woman that entered, regardless of age and relationshipstatus. It was horrible, not only because he went at it about as badly as you can ("Hey Baby, did it hurt when you fell down from heaven?" That sound you just heared was your brain trying to eat itself in embarassment.) but he was not very subtle about it too. Usually, most women would enter the store exactly once, hear ONE of his "Genius pickup lines" and then understandably flee over the hills. It pissed me off, since seeing a few women in the hobby was actually very refreshing, and made me feel less like a basement dwelling Gollum-knockoff.

I mostly kept away from that store, lest I get associated with that guy, and eventually the store vanished. I dunno if he moved or closed. I was very dissapointed, since its hard enough to find people and stores for Warhammer down here, so why did it have to be that guy of all people to open up a store?

The store I go to has a "MTG night" and a "40k night" so the 2 groups don't come into contact much. But this sounds horrifying.

 bossfearless wrote:
Oh man, there's a store in Orlando, FL. It's quite a large store and apparently it's opened up franchises in Nashville and a couple other places. But let me tell you, they treat their customers like total crap. The various employees routinely ban customers without ever explaining why, and apparently without consulting management at all.

When I was still going there on the regular, Pokemon cards were their biggest cash cow (I suspect this has changed to Magic, of course). As a result, Pokemon players had the final say in all things. Of course, the average Pokemon player was an 8 year old. Customers were being ejected left right and center for idiotic things, like when a kid's conservative mom decided that she didn't like a guy's tattoos and he was ejected in the middle of a 40k game. This also led to a bunch of incredibly vulgar, vile little toadish third graders being allowed to stand around hurling insults and, I kid you not, suggesting genocide. This one kid always got the others whipped up into a frenzy over how all the Japanese should be killed.

Don't worry, I have no idea either.

Now, here's something interesting that not a lot of the store's customers apparently know (or knew, whichever). They sold porn there. Live action and Hentai. This store is so...odd. There are a couple areas that like nobody actually goes to, not because they're roped off or anything but because they're just off to the far end of the store, which itself is the size of a supermarket. You'd find some weird stuff, like porn on display and hentai comics opened up to the pages with the tentacle rape scenes, all the fun stuff. And, children being poorly supervised and naturally inclined to explore, would sometimes wind up in the sections where porn was housed. I'll let you soak that in for a minute. The porn section of the store was such an oddity. Combine this with the awkwardness of the average geek (this was before geek became chic) and the (completely surprising) number of very attractive girls who worked the register, and you occasionally had the hilarious spectacle of a stuttering ultranerd buying porn from a really cute girl, and all the awkward antics that go with it.

There were a lot of those scenes.

I was once playing in a 40k tournament, Ard Boyz 2010 I believe, after not having visited the store for ages. I'm in the middle of the second round and one of the employees pulls me aside and tells me that I'm banned from the store. When I ask (read: demanded) that he explain, he said he didn't know why I was banned, only that someone said they thought they remembered a guy who no longer worked there saying that I was banned years before. I managed to convince them that they were, in fact, slowed, and finished out the tournament. I haven't been back to the store since, and to be honest I have no idea if I'm banned or not. I just don't care enough to go back there unless there's a particularly big tournament to draw me in.

I know who you're talking about and the crowd and staff there have never been very friendly. They've moved to a slightly smaller but still enormous location just across the parking lot and I think that section is gone I think. On more than one occasion I'd show up for an open apoc game or small tourney and be told I couldn't play. I've called and asked them to hold something, only to show up and be told they sold it to someone else.
A pal has been going there about once a month for 40k Saturday tournaments and he is of the opinion it's much improved. We'll see.

I wanna know the name of this store D:

Zygrot, was this the store we gamed at July 2012 when we played Brushfire with Matt, Em, and Nick?

 wowsmash wrote:
Last time I was in the store we had about 8 guys around the table watching a 2v2 match all the model's and terrain were painted to a high degree. The 4 by 6 table was supported by a 2 by 6 table. One of the guys trips over a chair and starts to go down and reaches for the table. The table starts to come up and 8 pairs of hands slam down on the table to keep it in place. All of us are holding the table in place while we watch him eat it. I was across the table so there wasn't much I could do but I still felt like a douche for saving the table and not him. Felt like slow motion as he was going down. He had the weirdest look on his face to.

Scattering 4 people's armies to the 4 corners of the shop would have been much worse.

 Alfndrate wrote:
I wanna know the name of this store D:

Zygrot, was this the store we gamed at July 2012 when we played Brushfire with Matt, Em, and Nick?

No no no. That was the Amorous Armadillo and those guys were great. This store was not far away and much much bigger and nastier.

 Zygrot24 wrote:
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I know who you're talking about and the crowd and staff there have never been very friendly. They've moved to a slightly smaller but still enormous location just across the parking lot and I think that section is gone I think. On more than one occasion I'd show up for an open apoc game or small tourney and be told I couldn't play. I've called and asked them to hold something, only to show up and be told they sold it to someone else.
A pal has been going there about once a month for 40k Saturday tournaments and he is of the opinion it's much improved. We'll see.

This is the one that was at one time named after a starship, and is now a genre location?

One of the last times I was in there (several years ago..) they requested I keep my purse behind the counter, as apparently they thought I might smuggle out product in it or something.

 Strombones wrote:

 wowsmash wrote:
Last time I was in the store we had about 8 guys around the table watching a 2v2 match all the model's and terrain were painted to a high degree. The 4 by 6 table was supported by a 2 by 6 table. One of the guys trips over a chair and starts to go down and reaches for the table. The table starts to come up and 8 pairs of hands slam down on the table to keep it in place. All of us are holding the table in place while we watch him eat it. I was across the table so there wasn't much I could do but I still felt like a douche for saving the table and not him. Felt like slow motion as he was going down. He had the weirdest look on his face to.

Scattering 4 people's armies to the 4 corners of the shop would have been much worse.

I can tell you that if I were the fellow that was falling then I would have felt a whole lot worse about the broken models than I would be about a bruised knee or butt.

Stopping the collapse of the table was the right choice.

The Auld Grump

 bossfearless wrote:
Oh man, there's a store in Orlando, FL. It's quite a large store and apparently it's opened up franchises in Nashville and a couple other places. But let me tell you, they treat their customers like total crap. The various employees routinely ban customers without ever explaining why, and apparently without consulting management at all.

What store is that? I live near Nashville, and am familiar with most all the gaming shops up that way, but I dont think any are a "chain" of any type


As for my "bad store"

Well, when I was stationed at Fort Carson, there were basically 2 stores, and they were situated almost directly across from each other on Academy BLVD. The one store was sat next to a Taco Bell and IIRC and Arby's and was quite the excellent store. Multiple tables, decent enough terrain, good selection and there was no gamer funk. (this was aided by the fact that it was at one point an old tire shop or something as all the gaming tables were in what was obviously a garage).

the OTHER store was next to the billiards shop (that one was cool), and had no specialty. They had a gak ton of board games, just about every Reaper mini in production at the time, 2 tables total, and some "old lady" porcelain figures, though they were mostly fantasy figurines and whatnot. While that sounds all well and good here's where the problems lay: the single employee was apparently mute as in all the times I went there he didn't say a single word to me, and if he did it was at such a low volume and such a mumble that I couldnt hear it. This guy wore calf length mocassins to work (the kind you can get from a leather kit catalogue), and was channeling his inner Highlander with his unkempt hair. Then you had the owner. He was about 400 lbs. and had what I would call a bad attitude. One time I was in there, he was talking about hooking up his computer to his treadmill, so that he could play Diablo 2 and lose weight (or some ridiculous notion) but basically every time I went in there, he was sat at his computer, didn't move, didnt really offer to help anyone find anything, and if you did ask he'd point his meaty fist in some general direction, and act all pissed off that he "had" to help you. and the last thing was the smell. OHH MY GOD... it was like the place had never been aired out, and Im guessing that since there were usually only about 2 people in there, most of hte funk came from the owner and his mute minion. (Obi Wan would be saying "it's as though a million voices cried out in agony, and were suddenly silenced")

Not exactly a Bad Store experience as such, but it was somewhat amusing...

A couple years ago I went on holiday with my parents and younger brother , visiting a few cities on the USA's east coast - Washington, New York and Gettysburg (for the town and battlefield).

While in Gettysburg, I passed by a small model shop and went in out of curiosity. They didn't have much of interest to me. I have 40K Raven Guard, Lord of the Rings, and I'm starting a Dark Age Anglo Saxon army for SAGA (Gripping Beast models mostly).

The shop mostly had what looked like really, really old models - probably dating from before I was born - for ancient antiquity periods, American Civil War (naturally), WW2 etc. Nothing I particularly wanted, so I was just browsing out of curiosity. There was a large book area but it was naturally all ACW, a period that I'm not particularly interested in (and I'd just spent all day visiting the battlefield and getting a guided tour).

Then the owner asked if he could help, and my GOD, when I made eye contact, it took a lot of effort not to burst out laughing... He was one-eyed you see, with a big glass eye bulging out from his face and misaligned so he appeared cross eyed.

I politely declined and made some small talk, explained that I was from England visiting, and I was just curious but didn't find anything for the games I play. Shortly afterwards I made a beeline out of there.

I suppose the lesson is...if you're a one eyed store owner, get a glass eye that actually fits and doesn't make you look cross eyed and make eye contact awkward for your customers, or wear an eye patch.

 Ensis Ferrae wrote:

 bossfearless wrote:
Oh man, there's a store in Orlando, FL. It's quite a large store and apparently it's opened up franchises in Nashville and a couple other places. But let me tell you, they treat their customers like total crap. The various employees routinely ban customers without ever explaining why, and apparently without consulting management at all.

What store is that? I live near Nashville, and am familiar with most all the gaming shops up that way, but I dont think any are a "chain" of any type

It's in Knoxville, not Nashville (and the other aforementioned locations in Orlando and Cincinnati).

 Shadow Captain Edithae wrote:
Not exactly a Bad Store experience as such, but it was somewhat amusing...

A couple years ago I went on holiday with my parents and younger brother , visiting a few cities on the USA's east coast - Washington, New York and Gettysburg (for the town and battlefield).

While in Gettysburg, I passed by a small model shop and went in out of curiosity. They didn't have much of interest to me. I have 40K Raven Guard, Lord of the Rings, and I'm starting a Dark Age Anglo Saxon army for SAGA (Gripping Beast models mostly).

The shop mostly had what looked like really, really old models - probably dating from before I was born - for ancient antiquity periods, American Civil War (naturally), WW2 etc. Nothing I particularly wanted, so I was just browsing out of curiosity. There was a large book area but it was naturally all ACW, a period that I'm not particularly interested in (and I'd just spent all day visiting the battlefield and getting a guided tour).

Then the owner asked if he could help, and my GOD, when I made eye contact, it took a lot of effort not to burst out laughing... He was one-eyed you see, with a big glass eye bulging out from his face and misaligned so he appeared cross eyed.

I politely declined and made some small talk, explained that I was from England visiting, and I was just curious but didn't find anything for the games I play. Shortly afterwards I made a beeline out of there.

I suppose the lesson is...if you're a one eyed store owner, get a glass eye that actually fits and doesn't make you look cross eyed and make eye contact awkward for your customers, or wear an eye patch.

You laughed at Mad-Eye Moody? Your funeral....

Dude if I was missing an eye I would totally be rockin an eye patch just for the lols.

 Grimtuff wrote:

You laughed at Mad-Eye Moody? Your funeral....

Spoiler:

Thats actually a close resemblence to how I remember the guy...

 wowsmash wrote:
Dude if I was missing an eye I would totally be rockin an eye patch just for the lols.

That would have been much less awkward. At least with an eye patch you know which eye to make eye contact with.

 bossfearless wrote:
Oh man, there's a store in Orlando, FL. It's quite a large store and apparently it's opened up franchises in Nashville and a couple other places. But let me tell you, they treat their customers like total crap. The various employees routinely ban customers without ever explaining why, and apparently without consulting management at all.

The name of the store wouldn't happen to be Sci-Fi City, would it? They have stores in Florida as well as Cincinnati. The Cincinnati store tries to start arguments with other LGSs from time to time, and there have been reports of them banning people who don't buy miniatures/MTG cards from them.

As for my own personal experiences, the LGS I used to go to had an employee who would regularly be a dick to people playing 40k on one of the designated 40k nights, and would regularly bring in about a dozen people to play D&D on those nights, which would take up two of our three tables. I stopped going to that store when he started harassing me for painting instead of playing (no other players were there), saying I was a "rich piece of gak".

There was a lad at my GW whom glued his face to the painting table....
He had dropped his paintbrush and failed to notice the spilt superglue puddle when he bent to retrieve it. The side of his face made contact with the table, he grabbed his brush, then tried to get back up.
Sadly for him, this was old GW superglue, not the crappy new stuff. His face was stuck fast. I cannot remember how they got him off, but the story became a legend for us in Preston.
And the moral of this, is too always look before you reach.

Then there was the time I became the manager temporarily......

 master of ordinance wrote:
Then there was the time I became the manager temporarily......

.. Go on.

Basically I won a bet with the store manager.
Both of us where Skaven players, and we where discussing some tactics for my slaves over some painting. I was thinking of giving them slings, for a kind of gunline force (I was young and this was many years ago).
Anyway, he says that slaves cannot have them and I insist they can.
So it comes down to the bet: He will consult a book from the shelf. If he is right, I am banned for a minute. If I am right, he will relinquish command too me, for the same length of time.
As it was, I was right, and he pinned the managers badge on too my shirt.
And, as I was only young, I spent the whole minute sitting there, feeling pleased and grinning (HEY!, I was only 10-12)
Ah, the good old days. Martin was a great manager. He will be sorely missed.

 master of ordinance wrote:
Basically I won a bet with the store manager.
Both of us where Skaven players, and we where discussing some tactics for my slaves over some painting. I was thinking of giving them slings, for a kind of gunline force (I was young and this was many years ago).
Anyway, he says that slaves cannot have them and I insist they can.
So it comes down to the bet: He will consult a book from the shelf. If he is right, I am banned for a minute. If I am right, he will relinquish command too me, for the same length of time.
As it was, I was right, and he pinned the managers badge on too my shirt.
And, as I was only young, I spent the whole minute sitting there, feeling pleased and grinning (HEY!, I was only 10-12)
Ah, the good old days. Martin was a great manager. He will be sorely missed.

You should put that on a resume (that you were the manager of a Multimillion dollar corporation's local store)


For some reason, I was just reminded of another shop I went to once while stationed in Germany. So I had looked online for just about any store I could potentially play at, and ended up checking one out in the downtown area of Mainz. Well, almost all of his 40k models were at least one edition behind (he had the old LR kit), he did have some newer stuff, but it was all the units that no one ever wanted. Plus, he had a huge stock of VERY obscure games, plus assortments of older DnD, etc. type games. Well, at the back wall (the shop wasn't big) was a shower curtain that was extended to attempt to hide his kitchen, and a very tiny staircase (it looked more like a hidden tunnel/passage than a proper stair) that went up to what I would only have to assume was his apartment. So yeah, the store smelled of old musty gamer books, and whatever he had cooked previously... but the name of the shop had Ork in it, so it kinda fit, I guess.