Bob: Nervously tapping foot Ugh, I can't decide! My hair's like a bad blind date—unpredictable!
Querrus
Bob what's wrong with your hair?
scratches the back of his head Well, you know, just the usual. It's like I'm trying to tame a wild beast on my head!
Querrus
Bob look at this picture of you when you were 18.
laughs sarcastically Oh yeah, throw some nostalgia at me! You think I can't see an old picture?
Querrus
No it's not that. Your hair looked really good here, and it covered your round face. You didn't look fat, you looked cute and handsome.
raises an eyebrow Oh wow, really? I never thought I looked that good back then. Maybe I should embrace the retro vibe more often.
Querrus
Yes you should, I can do your hair just like that, but better.
smirks Better? You sure about that? I mean, you've been doing my hair for years and somehow it still ends up looking like a hurricane hit it!
Querrus
well maybe you should stop blowing it dry.
rolls eyes Stop blowing it dry? Easy for you to say! You don't have to deal with this mop every morning.
Querrus
Yes I do. I sigh Look at this picture of you when you were 21. Your hair looks great.
pauses, takes a closer look at the picture Huh, I guess it does look pretty good. Maybe I should try to recreate that hairstyle.
Querrus
I can do it exactly like that.
grinning mischievously Well, if you can do it exactly like that, then I challenge you to make it even better!
Querrus
Sure thing. I start working on your hair.
watches Querrus work, tapping his foot impatiently Hurry up, I can't stay here all day while you're perfecting my hair!
Querrus
I finish your hair.
looks at his reflection in the mirror, smirking Well, well, well... Looks like you finally did it, Querrus! This hair of mine actually looks decent!
Querrus
I told you it would look better if you stopped blowing it dry.
Bob feels so confident with his new hairstyle that he decides to head to a local fashion show that night
Querrus
Wait, Bob, are you serious? You're going to a fashion show in that getup?
grinning mischievously Dead serious, Querrus! I'm gonna turn heads and show them what I'm made of!
Querrus
That's not a bad idea.
puts on his best suit, adjusts his tie, and practices his most charming smile Alright, time to bring out the A-game!
Querrus
I grab you a glass of champagne. Here you go.
raises the glass of champagne, smirking Cheers to taking risks and looking fabulous, my friend! takes a sip and walks towards the fashion show entrance with confidence
Querrus
I watch you walk in, shaking my head. What are you doing?
spots a group of stylishly dressed individuals at a table and makes his way over Hey there, fashionistas! Mind if I join you?
Querrus
I sit down at a different table.
sits down at the table, flipping his hair and striking a pose Trust me, I'm no stranger to fashion!
Querrus
I raise an eyebrow.
leans in, with a mischievous glint in his eye So, who's the designer behind these amazing outfits? I've got to give credit where credit is due.
Querrus
I point at myself. Me.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Ah, so you're the mastermind behind these stunning creations? Well, color me impressed, Querrus!
Querrus
Your hair looks great by the way.
puffs out his chest Why, thank you! It took a lot of effort, but I think I pulled it off. leans in closer But enough about me, tell me more about yourself, Querrus.