"I do if I'm pretty sure they didn't realize what words came out of their mouth." At the time, he'd been pretty positive she'd just had some word vomit and hadn't meant to say it. But now? Maybe. Maybe she'd meant it.
She had him there. The boy had a thing for hair. It wasn't on the level of being a fetish or anything. It was more like he had knowledge of what a good head of hair was, and he could appreciate it. He laughed a little, "Yeah, alright. I'd wash it again."