A young couple come into the salon and tell me they have been dating since they were eleven. He asks permission to come into the room because it's her 1st time and she's really nervous. When we enter the room, he sits down. As soon as she gets on the table, she orders him to stand up and hold her hand. As I start waxing her, he lovingly rubs her head. After a few minutes, she gives him a threatening look and advises him that he's messing her hair. He says he's sorry but explains that he was just trying to comfort her. She says, "I don't care what you're trying to do. You're messing my hair!"