Ligur didn't like other entities walking into him. Taking a form that was somewhat short in stare meant that it could be rather easy to get walked into (especially when one was engaged in ultra-covert lurking) and the fact that this objectionable action seemed to persist despite his policy of frazzling those underlings and mortals who engaged in it had given him something of a complex. When he saw the manner of creature that had inflicted this particular 'bumping into' however he found himself taking a mental step backwards. When the word 'bookshop' was uttered he experienced a strong urge to start smirking, which he did.

"Well, look who it is," he said, giving Hastur a quick leer. "You're that angel shagging bastard's angel aren't yeh? Had anyfing burned lately?"