You Were My Love

Scene 110 - Style (Part 3)

The hairdresser's face brightened up at the cutest face he was used to beholding, totally unaware that the picture on the phone screen he was cooing over was actually a stolen shot.

"Oh! So you're friends with our sweet angel, Mr. Park Jiminie?!" he raved in a near squeal.

He couldn't see Mei Zhen's smile was dangerous when she replied.

"We sure share a lot more than you could imagine..." her voice trailed off, as though she was rather commenting to herself than actually replying to the rhetorical question.

"Oooh, I see..." the hairstylist was a bit thoughtful as he now contemplated the first class lady's face, wondering what whim got into her, and how in the world she could have come up with such a weird idea.

He should have been used to those well-off people's uncommon ways by now.

And to some extent he was.

But this... This was ... more than uncommon for sure...

"... I guess you must be admiring him a lot... That's why you want the same hairstyle..." he wondered out loud, while closely watching her reactions, just to make sure she wouldn't regret and then turn back on him later on.

"... Sort of, yes..." she whispered, trying to make her frowning not too blatant while looking at her reflection in the mirror.

"Well, I can only see a couple of options," the trendy 'hair-designer' resumed. "highlights and a new cut... Hair dye would of course be the most radical and the longest-lasting, but also the most resembling ... Finally you could always use a wig, fast and easy ..." he commented as he gently raked through the shiny mass of hair with expert fingers. "I mean, that would be a shame to ruin your gorgeous long hair! You're obviously taking excellent care of it. What oil and serum do you -"

Mei Zhen had stopped paying attention – too focused on the line graph on her mobile phone...