The next morning, Andy had forgotten about the pink polish until he went to comb his longish hair. He went to pick up his brush and realized he was picking things up differently because of his longer, polished nails.
He looked in the mirror and ran the brush through his hair. It was like his hands had been turned into Margot's. He was the possessor of girl's hands for the day.
Later that day when Margot came home with a clear polish, she suggested that Andy let his hair grow. "You could have a very interesting unisex look. You can continue to be invisible or have a modern style."
She was prepared for an argument, but got none. "What should I do?"
"You are thin and slender. I think you'll look cute with long hair, but not that grungy look."
"Really?" Andy said. "You'd like me with longer hair?"
"Having long hair that looks good takes time and I'll help you. We could add hair to out beauty nights."
Andy was thrilled to have any reason to spend more time with Margot.. She was a friend like hi'd never had. Andy could confide in and discuss anything with her.
"How long should I grow it?