"Well it's not the most masculine color, and I'm certain to get grief for it, but Cheery Pink sounds like such a great option, I just can't go without it" you reply to Kim, with your voice sounding somewhat different than normal.
"Good choice sir, bring out vitality and youth. You look very good with cheery pink. Use jet dry polish here, no more than ten minute and you be done and looking good." Kim grabs the polish bottle and sets to work on your hands.
As you continue to read through the Cosmo, which you have become completely engrossed in, another girl, this one a teenaged blonde, comes over, offering her services. "Hi my name's Sara, and my boss just told me to go ahead and start on your complementary pedicure."
Thinking to yourself that it might be a good idea since you're on your feet all day, you mean to reply, "Thanks Sara, why not? Just try not to do anything girly," while what comes out is, "Like, great, I was totally looking for someone to start on my toes, cuz it's like summer, and no girl's set without a pedicure to show off in her sandles." Sara just smiles at your response, and sets to work filing on the nails and exfoliating the skin.
"All done here," Kim says, leaving you to admire her job. Your hands and arms are much more slender than they used to be and the nails on them, painted in the pale and glittery pink, extend at least an inch beyond the fingertips. "Like, OH MY GAWD!" you squeal, not realizing the volume, pitch, or even content of what you just said, "I luv U Kim, U are my official manicurist, like, from now on!!" Where the hell did that come from? you ask yourself. In response, Kim just smiles and tells you it's time for her break and that anytime you want her, just ask. Without saying anything in response, you just smile as she leaves, returning to the Cosmo for comfort.
After a few more minutes of Sara working on your feet, she asks you, "Ok hon, now you're done with you're pedicure, unless you want any polish, of course."
In response, the words come out of your mouth saying, "...