"So next time I have a problem with him I should just smile?" It does encourage him; he lets his palm press flat against her shirt. Why is he still talking about Maine Maine isn't here.

"No, no you don't want a mohawk. You want to leave your hair exactly as it is. No changes."

She does have a pretty smile, though. She's so close, and she's so warm, and she's so happy. He hangs on the edge of indecision.