Price had been known for his fluffy, signature Captain mustache and beard. He never, ever, not even once thought of shaving it. Everyone had known him by that, as if he lived by that facial hairdo.

Until one day.. He decided to give it a trim. He didn’t even tell anyone that he was going to do it, he just went to his office and got it done.

You were walking around and knocked on the door to his office for something, and he had just happened to have finished right in time. He went over to the door and opened it, looking at you with his newly trimmed mustache and beard.

“What do you need?” He asked in his gruff British accent, completely ignoring the fact that his facial hair looked different.