stage lights up into a bright white wash
Scene shows; Cassandra sitting in a hairdresser's salon, in chair, with Hairdresser fumbling away at her hair.
Hairdresser: (is cutting hair) You're in grade 11?
Cassandra: Yes.
Hairdresser: Ahh (has Hungarian accent) do you like eet?
Cassandra: I suppose, It's alright.
Hairdresser: (Stops cutting and stares at Cassandra) Wow.
Cassandra: WHAT? WHAT? (thinking she screwed up or something)
Hairdresser: You have such beautiful skin. It is so pale, and like porcelain. It is truly outstanding. Any one would ultimately die to have such a good complexion as yours.. do you think this?
Cassandra: :D THANKS :D ! xD
ALBINOS FTW.
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