More coffee was called for while I tried to take in what she was saying to me.
"When's the competition?" I asked, thinking that she would have time to get somebody else in.
"Tomorrow" she replied quickly. "If there was any other way I wouldn't ask, really."
"So what's it for?" I asked.
"Good girl!" she said.
"Hang on a minute, I'm only asking" I replied quickly, holding up my free hand in a very definite 'Stop' gesture.
"The style that I really need you for is a bob" she said.
"Is that it?"
"Pretty much. A bob. Cut with clippers. It would suit you" she said.
"You would say that, wouldn't you" I replied with a smile.
"Really, it would."
