Laharl had the terrible suspicion it had gone in one ear and out the other. Dammit.

So dragged along the poor overlord was, until they came to a stop in front of some clothing stop. While Flonne so eagerly looked through the glass, Laharl peered from where he was, not wanting to get any closer than he already was--which was too close, by his book.

"Those look ridiculous," was Laharl's commentary, as he quickly lost interest in the display window.