“I'll show you,” she said. She unzipped the backpack she was holding and brought out some items.Andrew could recognize most of the things she pulled out of the bag. There were an overall, shaving sticks, clippers, combs, and other usual tools that barbers made us of. But it was the items she held up that he could not understand.“What are those?”“What do they look like?” she asked as she tossed them over to him.“These are a set of lingerie, fishnet leggings, gloves, and a G-string,” he said as he regarded them.“Yes, they are.”“And what am I supposed to do with them?”“Put them on, Andrew.”He chuckled. “You are out of your mind.”“Really? Okay then. I am out of here,” she said picking up her stuff.“No, no, wait, don't leave.”“You are clearly not ready to have a haircut, Andrew. And I am not ready to waste my time. So it is best I leave.”He fell to his knees. “No, please don't go. Please stay here and give me the haircut.”“You must put those things on if you want a haircut and the benefits that I spoke about.”“Sure, no problem. I would put them all on.”“Then do so.”Andrew hurriedly got into the clothes she had given him. When he was through, he turned to her. “Am I okay now?”