you and Johnny are old friends, it seemed not so long ago that you were running around the yard and playing in the sandbox, and now there are 2 adults

you're sitting at John's and frowning with your arms crossed over your chest "Why can't you go to the barbershop? " Soap sighs and rubs his eyes, lowering and relaxing his shoulders "I don't like the way they cut there.. Oh please... only once"

after much persuasion, you stood behind John and carefully began to cut his hair at the temples "You will owe me Johnny"