sarah gave a small shrug , pushing her own blonde hair behind her shoulders. smile tugging at her lips. ❛ you’d be surprised what’s on my resume , mister. and for a service like that .ᐣ yeesh — don’t think you wanna know. ❜
“ oh , i doubt it. “ softly laughing , eyes looking up as she touches his hair.
“ who knew hair stylist was on your resume ? how much for that service , ma’am ?“ but regardless , his hat is going back on.
getting more difficult to hold in her laugh , shaking her head at his words. ❛ wellll … they’ll never catch me alive. ❜ sarah laughs , hands now snaking into his hair to ‘fix’ it. ❛ besides — all better .ᐟ ❜
john b shoots he’s a hesitant look , playing into the bit.
“ i dunno . . . between stealing and assault —- “ pointing up to his hair “ —- i gotta call my guy shoupe and tell him allllll about this one . . . “
soon comes a dramatic gasp , crossing her arms over her chest after setting the shirts down. ❛ oh no — i’ve been found out. please don’t tell the authorities , good sir. ❜ she teased , attempting to keep a fake ‘worried’ expression.
an eye roll occurs after the laugh , but shortly followed by an faux - offended gasp , hand going to his heart.
“ one of MINE ? wowww , sarah cameron. i had absolutely 𝘯𝘰 idea that the k in kooks stood for kleptomaniac. “ teasing her , smiling at her reaction.
she can’t help but allow a laugh to escape her lips at his arms flailing to fix his hair. ❛ i’m asking you that , silly goose. maybe i’ll just steal one of yours .ᐟ ❜
hands shoot up to fix his hair after ( attempting ) to avoid the incident , but clearly to no avail.
“ i know , i know. … well , what do you think looks better ? “ as if that’s not what she’s asking him to answer.