118 Dance life away...

Dave endured half an hour of furious clipping and combing.

When he was finished, Danny held a hand-mirror up, turning it so Dave could see the back of his head in all its newly trimmed and glammed glory.

Then the barber dramatically snapped his fingers in a zig-zag pattern.

"Now this is a good-looking man! If Zoe didn't already have the papers on you I'd snatch you up myself!"

Dave gulped as his eyes darted to Lone, no, Zoe in the mirror...and caught her ogling him!

"Ahem. Yes. That IS much better. Thank you, Danny!" said Lone as she hurriedly payed the barber.

"Thank you, Zoe," along with the gratitude for her help there was hint of pride in Dave's eyes. He was amazed at how the new haircut changed his appearance.

Zoe just smiled and said, "There is still somewhere else we have to go!"

"Where?" asked Dave.

"I was going to take you bowling or dancing. But those probably aren't the best choices right now," she pointed at Dave's hand.