More!

Zeke realized he had created a problem for himself. By applying a special treatment to Mrs Fitzpatrick’s hair, he had inadvertently created a demand for this among the other customers.

“Ahem”, he announced. “There is only limited availability of this new treatment. I’m sure you all know you need it, so if you would like to arrange an appointment for it - Natalie can book you in.”

“How much is it?” asked a red haired woman, eager to try it first. Zeke could see that she was nervous about whether she could afford such an exquisite treatment.

“Uh…” he hadn’t gotten that far. How much should he charge women to pee on their heads? He had no idea.

“I pay 300 for hair extensions – this sounds like a much better idea”, the thought bubble of another customer read.

“Can I get that too please?”, there was a chorus of agreement.

“This is of course a limited supply trial treatment that you should all be keen to start using", Zeke said awkwardly, "so we haven't actually worked out a price for it yet. "Why don't we let you decide to pay what you think its worth? like an honesty box?" he ventured.

He looked and above Mrs Fitzpatrick's head a bubble read. "This is amazing, I would pay $1000 for the best hair treatment like this, but if these shmucks are going to give it away then I'm only going to offer $10"

Annoyed, Zeke grabbed the bubble from above her head and wrote "I'm going to pay exactly what I think this is worth!". He expected to be paid more than ten bucks to pee on someone's head goddammit!

You should let that dry in naturally - you look great! said Zeke to the unpleasant woman and turned back to Natalie and grinned. "Now where were we? Wasn't I about to fuck you?" he said in deep quiet tones.