Staci: Momma should be in recovery now.
Me: Yes we should be hearing something soon.
Cute guy sitting nearby, 30-ish: (Walks over to us…) Excuse me, my wife is a hairdresser. I thought you might be interested. (He hands each of us a business cards.)
Me: (laughing) Really? (more laughing)
Staci: Are you saying we need to call her?
Me: Does our hair look that bad?
Cute guy: Oh no no no, just trying to help her get business.
Both of us: Thanks! I guess?
He quickly retreated…:)