I know I’m leaving the museum with Dishy, but he doesn’t have to know it exact yet so I broke eye contact with him to scan the crowd for Kay. There were 40 people gathered to watch the haircut and yep, there she was. She’d found herself a hippie to talk to and she looked happy. I caught her eye and we exchanged smiles when, whoops! Here comes dishy guy again.

He walked behind the crowd trying to determine who I was looking at. Oh how funny. He was making all kinds of faces and it seemed he wanted to know who is more interesting than he was so I laughed. He stood behind the people, pointing at their heads and mouthing, “This one?”

I shook my head as he moved behind the crowd, shaking my head no until he pointed to Kay. “This one?” I nodded yes. “Your friend?” he mouthed. I nodded, yes and he smiled wide. Big smile. He scooted between the people so he was standing next to her and I laughed. What’s he gonna do?

He started talking to her, indicating me, talking to her, nodding back at me. Whatever he was saying, she liked it. Kay was laughing, he was charming my friend and he looks up at me smugly. “How am I doing?” he mouthed.

He knew damned well how he was doing, the crafty bastard. I was kind of in love with him, but then I remembered someone was cutting my hair. Oh crap! I hoped he was doing a good job.

Panic must have crossed my face because I looked up and dishy guy was reassuring me. He was giving me a thumbs up. Way up. Over his head, UP. He whispered in Kay’s ear, and she started doing the thumb thing too. It could not be as good as they are indicating, but that was okay. I didn’t care anymore, hair grows back. I felt all loved and stuff, and I figured I was having an unforgettable experience regardless.

Dishy guy continued to play. He iwas play-acting, putting his hand over his heart like he was overcome with my beauty. I wanted to kick his ass. No really. I want to get out of the chair, tackle him and mount him on the spot but I laughed instead. It was hot in there though. Very hot. I raised my hand to my forehead so he’d know he laughed.

The haircut ended. The hair artist removed the cape with flourish. Dishy guy started the people clapping and I blushed, this time for real.

The stylist handed me a mirror, I looked at myself wearing the best haircut I have ever had in my life. Keeping one eye on the dishy guy, I thanked the stylist and he gave me a card with a slight bow.

Dishy guy was standing off to the side. The way we were looking at each other, you’d have thought we had history 10 years back. I stepped off the stage and headed right for him.

I left the museum with my new boyfriend and my new look.

The end.

(astrology notes… the stylist was in fact a double Leo and Dishy Guy was a Sagittarius with a Pisces Moon…)