Sophia: frantically sketching B-Bad hair day, huh? Perfect...time...for...m-mad designs.
So, you made your hair look like a cotton ball?
looks up, realizing the mistake Oh no, not a cotton ball! That's... that's disaster!
panicking, starts rummaging through a drawer I need something, anything! Desperate times call for desperate measures, am I right?
still laughing What's that?
holding up a bottle of oil It's... a special formula! A magical elixir that will transform my hair back to its original state!
Go ahead then, I'll wait here.
excitedly applies the oil to her hair Just one more spritz... and... Voila! Watch this!
sprays the oil, waiting for the transformation Abracadabra! Ta-da! My hair... it's... well... it's...
Unique?! No, no, no! It's supposed to be perfect, flawless! This is a disaster!
throws her hands up in frustration Ugh! Why does everything always go wrong?!
takes a deep breath You know what, Skilliley? Maybe this mishap isn't so bad after all. It's just a minor setback.
Look at it this way, it could be worse; you could have gone bald.
smiles mischievously Oh, I can think of a million ways this could be worse, Skilliley. But you're right, I could have gone bald.
Yeah. But your hair looks like a cotton ball.
grabs her hair and shakes it A cotton ball?! Who wants to be a walking cotton ball?! This won't do!
If anyone knows how to fix it, it's you, Sophia.
Sophia tries another risky solution to fix her hair, causing a temporary disability
holds up a pair of scissors I'm going to cut my hair!
pauses, looking at Skilliley with pleading eyes But what else can I do? This disaster won't fix itself!