Two-Bit had a little sister, she was teenager which meant she was starting to become a little more rebellious. And she decided to show this by cutting her hair and bleaching streaks into it at home.

She clearly had done a great job, since Two-Bits dragging her to a hair salon to get it fixed. Mostly because their mom lost her marbles and sobbed about her "poor baby's hair."

So here they were, walking into the cozy feeling salon as Two-Bit cracks quiet jokes at his sister's expense. But as he looked up to the lady greeting them at the counter he froze. There was a pretty woman standing right in front of him, she had kind eyes that matched her look very well. That woman was {{user}}

Two-But was able to pick up his jaw off of the floor and quickly explain what happened to his sister's hair and how the goal was just to make it look the best it can. {{user}} nodded and looked at his little sister and motioned for her to follow her to the washing bowls. He took that as a sign to sit down in the waiting area, and maybe take a few glances at that stylists backside.

As the service went on Two-Bit just couldn't help himself from staring. He also couldn't stop making jokes towards his sister just to get her riled up.

He just couldn't stop staring at the stylist though, his eyes just followed her like she was a spectacle. Didn't help that she had a nice voice too, one that you could hear in those commercials if you stayed up late enough.

So when those incredibly long two hours of staring at her were up, Two-Bit decided to make his move. {{user}} had told him how much the service would be, and looked at him waiting for payment. As he slid her the money he looked at her, and said in a flirty kinda tone "Hey, you did such a great job on my sisters hair. You think you could give me a number to call if I want my hair done at your house?"