Brandom looked at himself in the mirror. Was there something different about him? Was he taller? He shook his head, realizing that he must have been seeing things.
"So," the stylist asked, diverting Brandom's attention away from his reflection. "Have you made a decision yet?"
"I think ... I want the works."
"Everything?" the woman asked.
"Everything. Hair, makeup, mani-pedi," Brandom said. It sounded weird, him saying that. Wasn't that the kind of thing his mother and other women wanted? But he just shrugged it off. He didn't know why, but he really wanted it.
The stylist smiled. "The 'works' coming up."
Khloe and Kourtney turned and smiled at each other.
