[Okay, this is sounding more and more like a bunch of insults the further they go with this conversation. His tone isn't angry. It's more annoyed than anything.]
You trying to be smart with me? What does it matter what my hair looks like?
[In his small outburst, he loses hold of his grocery list. It catches the breeze and floats towards M'gann.]
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You trying to be smart with me? What does it matter what my hair looks like?
[In his small outburst, he loses hold of his grocery list. It catches the breeze and floats towards M'gann.]