My father: "You never got your hair cut after all?"
Me: "I looked in but there were people waiting. I was only going to go in if there was nobody there."
My father: "There are two hairdressers side by side, you could have gone to the other."
Me: "The Pink Scissors?"
My father: "It's not just for women, it's for men, too."
Me: "There's a picture of a woman in the window!"
My father: "I got my hair cut there." Pause. "Mind you, I didn't know it was called the Pink Scissors. It must have been called something else then. If I had known it was called The Pink Scissors, I would have had second thoughts."