Ernest was surprised by her reaction. Of course he knew how attractive she found him just as he was, but he hadn't realised just how attached she was to his decades out of style facial hair. It was a strangely sweet reaction, actually. He chuckled softly, and swatted at her playfully as she squeezed his ass. "I had no idea you felt so strongly about it," he laughed gently. "It does grow back, you know!" he reminded her. "But okay - no shaving, no haircut. I'll stay exactly like this," he assured her happily.
And his grin grew even wider, strangely coy as she smacked a kiss to his cheek. "All right, princess," he grinned after her, chuckling a little to himself as she disappeared again.