No

"Nah, he's just, like, some guy."

She smiles and you can't help but pick up a feeling from it. Her eyes travel up and down your body and you give her a little spin. Your elbows at your hips and your hands outwards. You give her a pouty look and watch for its effects. She's all but drooling, total dyke.

"So, like, what do you recommend?"

"Well we have a few options. Tell me more about you and we can find the best options."

"Well, like, I'm new in town. Tom's my boy toy. I love pink. I'm totally gonna have to flatten this hair out. I want something that really pops out, shows people I'm totes here to stay."

Here to stay? That feels wrong for some reason. Why would you be here to stay? You had something super important to do. Something about a guy... oh whatevs, his loss. Whoever he is.