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Darien trots down the steps and deposites himself on a bar stool before getting a Corona. He asks the bar for a book of some sort, only it's not his usual; no philosophy or classic literature or art criticism. No, instead it's a large book with a great deal of pictures.

A hair style book.

...it is quite obvious from the grin on his face that he's planning on doing something about someone's 'Do.