Satan's lecture's weren't as flashy (at least not right now), Greed hadn't gotten on his bad side. When the den mother spoke, he had to listen---though Greed was quite the rebellious sort. "At least I bounce back," Greed snorted throwing his nose in the air.
He turned looking at the chair. "You still have wallpaper?" he looked a little surprised. "I think you need to go more bold." Greed was flashy. He pointed to a bright red colored sofa. "Are you going for functionality or the visual," his eyes jumped to another sofa plopping down on it and making himself comfortable. One always had to test the merchandise.