Kenny & Harley
"Pfft, why would I care about hair dye and shit?" he asked, snorting a bit. He never really did care about that sort of thing. He definitely was the type to do something crazy like dye his hair some weird color, but he never did and certainly had no plans to any time soon.
He glanced at his hands and now the dye was 'leaking' on it. It wasn't actually, but the acid was making it look like it was. "Shit, my hands are pink and blue now," he laughed.