"Hipster-" Liv practically snorted. "Why, because pigment-less hair is apparently a 'thing' now? If I wanted someone with unkept facial hair and PBR breath, I'd move to Pittsburgh." No pun intended. She thought for a moment. "He does have that hipster-scarf thing down pretty well, though."
From everything she'd heard about Dean's life, Liv had to agree the comparison was probably pretty accurate. Same went for comparing himself to Ash- though she knew it went deeper than that. He just didn't like people to see that.
"Okay, that'd be cool-not gonna lie," she agreed with him, an affectionate smirk aimed down at him before it turned toward the twisted scar on his forearm. For a very brief moment, she considering offering to surgically cut the thing off. But the simplest answers were not always true in their lives. In anyone's lives in Storybrooke, apparently.