[Poor Apollo has no idea how hard this guy is dragging his hairstyle right now. He crosses his arms and nods, his hair spikes bobbing along with the movement.]

Yeah, they did! I don't know how I'm going to get rid of this before I make it home. Someone's going to notice, and then... knowing the people I work with, I'm going to hear about it for the rest of my life.

[He could just imagine what sort of nicknames Rayfa would come up with. The idea of getting the signet out somehow wasn't very appealing, either, but it seemed slightly better than the alternative.]