You are still. Good job. [ He completely condescendingly pats the top of her head and then more or less immediately moves his hands to start cutting her hair so she can't actually retaliate. Not that he thought she was going to, but still. A bit of levity, a bit of normality here in the moment, helps get them to the next, and then the one after that, &c. ]

I feel like we need to be gossiping about someone's baby-daddy. Isn't that what happens in salons?