Somebody had gotten the wiener whacked. Not that Sasan minded -- she pulled blonde off well. ...What? Not everybody could make with the bleach. "You know, it's cream cheese, right?" he asked, with a bit of a wrinkled nose, debating his own question for a few long seconds. "I don't know. It has 'cheese' in the name. Totally counts."

And then, of course, moved onto bigger and better issues, waving a vague hand towards Hedwig's boots. "Intense boots, honey. A little too Vegas for me. But, you know. That work looks for some people, am I right?" His eyes may or may not have been brightening with the newfound topic of shoes.