Mike: I need a haircut.
Me: ME, TOO.
Mike: Maybe we can go down there together later.
Me: [rolls eyes] How cute! You know, you should let yours grow out a bit, do the abstract thing like it was when we met. All randomly spiky and ironic-like.
Mike: What? Back then my brother just buzzed it for me.
Me: No way, you had a hairbrush back then.
Me: Yes. And gel. In your medicine cabinet. You were so metro.
Mike: Are you sure all that wasn’t just…there…?
Me: Oh, for the ladies? You did like the curly haired ones. How considerate of you.
Me: Actually, no. I remember one time you ran out and I was going to the store so we made a list and I bought you some more. It was Flexible Hold…..Suave. I knew then you were the one. So frugal.