Once in a while Arthur visited your shop–a barber shop. He liked how gentle you were with his hair and beard and you always had good ideas for him on what would suit him and look good on him.

As Arthur entered the small shop a soft bell rang and you appeared–approaching him with a smile. Arthur tried to smile back although it was a rather awkward attempt. Then Arthur sat down on the comfy customer chair infront of the mirror.

"I need a haircut and a beard trim please."