A woman is resistant to having her hair cut until her friend shows her that it will look cute bobbed short, pinning her hair back to give it the appearance of a short cut.  I look in the mirror with them and see only the resistant woman and myself in the reflection.  I say something about how I’m going to get bangs when I get my hair done.  I then show the woman who wants the other to cut her hair why—how my hair line is receding and my hair growing thing.  But she isn’t listening to me or paying me any attention.