Shopkeepers can polymorph into forms that don't let them do their jobs.
Madness string 1137
Well, thank you, sir, for saving me from the evil squash.
Three hours dreaming. Three hours trying to reclaim the heart of the dream... there was a broken sword, a powerful god, a daughter of none of us and yet seemingly of all of us. She was very important. She was a threat to the god, or so he thought... until he met her. Her name was Verunji. Daughter of Irundha.