Though many considered him to be nothing more than a simple farmer, Humperdinck felt he was so much more than that. A brilliant mind such as his deserved clothing to match, and sadly most clothiers in Non'ame Town weren't as up on the cutting edge fashions as he'd like. Oh yes, Humpty was what some might consider metrosexual, but only in the fact that he was meticulous about his appearance despite working in what might be considering one of the dirtiest professions known to man. It was a hard job, but somebody had to do it -- and yes, that somebody was him.
When he found out about Golden Whimsy he was instantly intrigued. He wondered how long the haberdashery had been in town, and why he hadn't heard of it sooner. It wasn't as though he was antisocial, though he had been working longer hours to help keep things running smoothly, but all that meant was that he obviously deserved to treat himself to some new vestments.
Once he stepped inside, he look around for the proprietor, wanting to get right down to business. As Ariel rose from his chair, Humperdinck doffed his chapeau and bowed slightly, showing proper respect to what was obviously a master craftsperson. "Ah yes, good day to you. My name is Humperdinck Hargrove Dumpington the third, I believe we spoke earlier regarding my interest in procuring some new finery. I am anxious to see what you have to offer, I must say."