[This is a lot more than he ever expected to see upon walking into the room. The dye is sort of expected, after all. But the rest? Mystifying. What the heckis that bottle? Why the tin foil? And the food? None of this makes sense to the guy whose salon visits were a quick run with a pair of electric clippers.]
... are you making a sandwich first?
[Look he won't judge you for a mayo-avo-honey sandwich Lance but uh. Maybe put some protein in there or something, buddy. Come on. What purpose could those serve for hair?]
[He will sit, though. Hesitantly.]
I could just wear a hat for the rest of my life. Maybe.
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... are you making a sandwich first?
[Look he won't judge you for a mayo-avo-honey sandwich Lance but uh. Maybe put some protein in there or something, buddy. Come on. What purpose could those serve for hair?]
[He will sit, though. Hesitantly.]
I could just wear a hat for the rest of my life. Maybe.