"Ay missed ya so much Ay had ta come and see ya. Ay've go sumthin' special planned, baby!" purred Suzie. "Let's go then. Bye bye Sully. Thanks fer the job!" said Beulah. Sullivan gave them a fake smile and scowled at Beulah after they turned away to go home.
"I don't understand it! After I tricked those stupid ditzy beauticans into thinking Mike was a sexist and racist that needed to be punished, they assured me Suzie would be mine! Damn them!" He thought.
He didn't notice the fact that Susan, the beautiful, athletic, intelligent woman he loved was now a fat dumb slob. He also didn't notice the beautican who changed Mike behind him or the fact that his mind told him he need a haircut. "Excuse me, sir," said the woman, "I couldn't help but noticing that you are in bad need of a haircut. Might you come with me and get one, on the house?" "Why thank you," Sullivan said, completely forgetting ever meeting this woman before. "Also," she said, "We also offer free makeovers, manicures, and pedicure. We have a lovely shad of ebony nail polish. Would you care to try it?" "That sounds lovely!" Sullivan said, not noticing the obvious, as always.