"Nothing! I mean, they're kind of great. I just didn't think you'd want... I mean... you're..." A big strong dude who could squash most people with his pinky finger and why would a guy like that wanna braid hair? No, she isn't going to say that out loud.

Dawn exhales a quick breath of a sigh. "You know what they say about people who assume things. I'll just be sure to call you when I want someone to mess with my hair. I mean, it feels good, right? Who messes with your hair for you?"