Yvette smiled a bit when he said he hadn’t been out in a while either. It reassured her that he wasn’t the type to date around with just anyone. Perhaps it would be great for them both to get out and do something. She was feeling better and better about him asking her out with each passing moment. “Well, yeah, I’m not picky really. Well, except seafood,” she said, crinkling her nose and sticking out her tongue a bit. She had no taste for fish. She finally finished styling his hair and ran her fingers through it a few more times just to get any cut pieces out. Once she was sure he was good, she took a large soft brush and tickled his face with it to get all the snipped hair off of him. She ran it over his neck, blushing a bit as she did. She set the brush back down and unsnapped the cape, pulling it in a way that allowed the hair to not fall back on him but onto the floor. She brushed off the cape and refolded it, setting it to the side and stepped back from the mirror so he could get a good look at himself. “What do you think?” she asked, chewing her bottom lip as she awaited his reaction. She hoped he was pleased. It wouldn’t be good to give a guy you had a major crush on, not to mentioned were going out to eat with later and hanging out with while grading papers, a bad haircut.