Clowning is a Compulsion

So we're shopping for a new dishwasher. The salesman is extremely knowledgeable about dishwashers. As he bends into a dishwasher to explain something, the husband pulls a red handkerchief out of nothing. The salesman stands up and answers a question the Husband has. The handkerchief has mysteriously disappeared. The salesman goes into the back to check something. Red handkerchief appears again. I shoot the Husband a Look. "Must you do magic EVERYWHERE?" The handkerchief disappears. He shrugs, waves his hands in my face, and makes the handkerchief reappear with a flourish. The salesman also reappears to tell us something and so disappears the handkerchief. "I can't take you anywhere!" I say. The Husband shrugs again and smiles an evil grin. The poor salesman looks extremely confused. Let's hope he doesn't get customers like us all the time!