Dinah frowned, not sure what to think about the idea of the doubles. She certainly didn't want to edge out the other Dinah-particularly since it seemed like the other, blonder (and apparently prettier according to Alex) version of her had found a life here. She didn't want to be the one responsible for taking that away from.... herself.
"So you work in my shop, but you also do hair?" Dinah asked for clarification.
He wasn't exactly the stereotypical person she would imagine for either of those professions. Something was off, but she still couldn't put her finger on the what. All the same, if he did do her hair, well... it'd be really nice to actually pamper herself for a day. After being in die Festung and the wreckage around it for so long, she really missed some of the things that were regular parts of her old life-like ordering carry-out, wine, being blonde, having a working phone.
Of course, she missed the people more and she had the sinking feeling that this place would no more hold Barbara, Helena, Zinda, Ted, or anyone else than the place she'd just come from.