"Well," Guy said, "most guys my age are a lot hairier than I am, especially when it comes to the beard. There's this one guy that could grow a full beard when he was a junior in high school. I saw him not too long ago, and he sported some heavy stubble with pride, though he was a little fat. I don't know how that happened, but I do know that I want to be able to grow a beard, in fact, be as hairy as all the guys my age."
Mr. Yaun thought about that for a second. "Guy, you look like you are in desperate need of a shave. Are you sure you can't grow that beard?"
"Very."
"Ok," the man said. He pulled out some hair-cutting shears and cut some of Guy's hair off.
"What the?"
"Don't worry," he said as he mixed the hair in with a greenish mixture. "This will have some rare but unimportant side effects. Do not worry. It's natural." He handed Guy a vile with the mix. "Think about the person who you want to be like and drink it when the vile vibrates."
"Thank you," Guy said with a smile, and left.