[Compassionate....desperate for any sort of facsimile of real connection or affection...either or.]
Huh, never thought of that. Oh well, whatever, we've got way more important things to worry about now! We're here, buddy! Time to get you groomed. I got an idea, I think you'll like it. Ha, what am I saying? Of course you will!
[Handsome Jack struts ahead, yammering on about how lucky the other, much less handsome Jack was, to be treated to a salon visit like this. He flings open the doors to the salon, striding in like the place exists solely for his benefit and announcing his arrival with a hearty 'Handsome Jack, in the flesh!'. Because as far as he's concerned, this place does exist for his benefit. The money he throws at this place...they should be falling at his feet every time he comes in here.]
[But he'll take being swarmed by helpful salon assistants, plying him with the usual treats of champagne and little sandwiches. It's obvious he comes in here often. There's already a dish out for D.B. How does anybody live any other way? Talk about hell...first month here, he'd had to go to a discount barber. Never again.]
[But today he's sharing his rock star lifestyle. He remembers he's brought Cancer Bag, and for a reason.]
Hey, hey...make sure my bro here gets he same treatment! Ladies, this is Fixer Upper Jack, he's the one you're gonna be working your magic on today. I know, I know, the guy's a disaster...
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Huh, never thought of that. Oh well, whatever, we've got way more important things to worry about now! We're here, buddy! Time to get you groomed. I got an idea, I think you'll like it. Ha, what am I saying? Of course you will!
[Handsome Jack struts ahead, yammering on about how lucky the other, much less handsome Jack was, to be treated to a salon visit like this. He flings open the doors to the salon, striding in like the place exists solely for his benefit and announcing his arrival with a hearty 'Handsome Jack, in the flesh!'. Because as far as he's concerned, this place does exist for his benefit. The money he throws at this place...they should be falling at his feet every time he comes in here.]
[But he'll take being swarmed by helpful salon assistants, plying him with the usual treats of champagne and little sandwiches. It's obvious he comes in here often. There's already a dish out for D.B. How does anybody live any other way? Talk about hell...first month here, he'd had to go to a discount barber. Never again.]
[But today he's sharing his rock star lifestyle. He remembers he's brought Cancer Bag, and for a reason.]
Hey, hey...make sure my bro here gets he same treatment! Ladies, this is Fixer Upper Jack, he's the one you're gonna be working your magic on today. I know, I know, the guy's a disaster...