Don: Hey, Frank. Afraid I was about to close up. Betsy's birthday.
Frank: Okay, we'll come back, Don.
Phil: Well, h-hang on. I'm... I'm pretty nifty with the shears. I used to... I used to cut Luke's hair, and I once trimmed a hedge in our yard into the spitting image of Doug Henning.
Frank: Sold.
Don: Just lock her up.
Phil: Thank you very much.