If you are sure...but if you do start to feel sick, come see me, chiquita. I know more than leeches when it comes to treating ill people.

Seeing as I've just gotten back my scissors...would you like a haircut? I'm Seville's finest, and I can give you a do that would have the ragazzi swooning over you. For free, of course.

(There is a slightly manic gleam in his eyes as he experimentally snips the air around him. He is either very passionate on his work, or a slight lunatic. Take your pick Naal.)