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Wayne's constant comparisons to divinity were really starting to make Mali uncomfortable. Once or twice she could brush off, near-constant use was like jabbing safety pins into her self-image. She liked attention as much as the next girl, and it would be crazy to say no to a compliment, but there was a certain point where it just got too far. Maybe his normal customers liked having their egos inflated such a ridiculous degree. Or maybe it was just in Wayne's nature to go overboard with everything, including compliments. Considering his everything else that might be the case. The source of his egregious nature aside, he seemed to have everything involving hair under control, so there was no need to worry there.

[color=D5FF00]"I probably don't take good enough care of my hair. Getting rid of the split ends would be for the best,"[/color] Mali admitted, as she leaned back into the wash station seat, as internally she pushed the awkward feeling from the compliments down with the earlier discomfort of having to treat employees as things rather than people. Hopefully she wouldn't run out of space to cram all those emotions by the end of the time it'd be important: the party later that night.