"What's wrong with it?" Vince repeated incredulously with a slight giggle. "What's right with it? I mean it's got no bounce, no style. I can help with that."
He fumbled around in his pockets searching for his haircare products, bypassing tweezers, scissors, a CD, eyelash curlers, moisturiser, deodorant, nail clippers, eye drops and some loose change before he found his favourite sprays. Grinning, he pulled them out and held them up for the stranger to see.
"This one," he said, shaking the bottle in his right hand. "Makes your hair nice and glossy, and really soft like mine. This one holds it in place, so, like, imagine you want your hair to flare out but you know it won't hold all day. Spray this your hair, it lasts ages!"