Anya drabble
"I'm unhappy, Xander. Jerome was off today and that tattooed girl cut my hair into a strange shape. I dislike these pointy pieces."
"So you died it black?"
"It's mahagony brown, Xander."
"Okay. But it's dark. Usually it's blonde. But it looks fine! I mean great! It looks great. I love the pointy pieces."
"But when I look in the mirror I'm very unhappy."
"So you died it maroon brown? I still don't get it. You're unhappy, so your hair is dark?"
"Yes! Exactly! Because my hair is sad!"
Xander makes a strange gesture that ends with both index fingers pointing up. "That's just too complicated."
"So you died it black?"
"It's mahagony brown, Xander."
"Okay. But it's dark. Usually it's blonde. But it looks fine! I mean great! It looks great. I love the pointy pieces."
"But when I look in the mirror I'm very unhappy."
"So you died it maroon brown? I still don't get it. You're unhappy, so your hair is dark?"
"Yes! Exactly! Because my hair is sad!"
Xander makes a strange gesture that ends with both index fingers pointing up. "That's just too complicated."