Bruno and Beauty arrived at the exclusive, lavish beauty salon and spa.

"This place is quite expensive," Beauty informed him, her eyes wandering around the environment.

"It's fine," he replied with a smile and got out of the car.

"He just says it's fine?" Beauty asked herself.

Bruno opened the door for her, cutting into her thoughts. "Ready?"

Beauty smiled nervously and stepped out of the car, while Bruno followed closely behind.

His hands tucked into his pockets.

A habit.

The moment they entered, beauticians greeted them with bright smiles. They seemed to recognize Bruno and started giggling, whispering to each other in high pitched voices.

Oh my goodness! What...