Well--yeah--Don't worry, I'm not judging, I really can't...
[ He frowns mildly over at L, because it's rather gauche to ask that at a celebration. Then he looks down at his drink, looks back at L, puzzled, looks at his drink again. He leans in towards Paul and tries to whisper quietly: ]
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[ He frowns mildly over at L, because it's rather gauche to ask that at a celebration. Then he looks down at his drink, looks back at L, puzzled, looks at his drink again. He leans in towards Paul and tries to whisper quietly: ]
Does hair count?