Jaden just laughed.

"Help?" he responded.

"Oh, please. You didn't need any help." he said.

"You had that situation well in hand." he reasoned.

"But fair enough." he continued.

"And a ticket? Hell, I'll do you one better." he went on.

"I'll give you a VIP backstage pass."

"Hm." Jaden mumbled, thinking about it.

"Well, the bar scene is usually good." he said.

"We have a nice local-talent theatre." he continued.

"If you're into clubbing, I know 4 really nice spots." he went on.

"Hmmm." he then mumbled.

"Yeah, that's about all I can think of right now." he admitted.

Jaden just smiled at her.

"Sure thing." he replied.

"I'll text you the info." he told her.

"Hell, if you want, we can do a cafe tour." he suggested.

"Find all the cafe's in this city, and visit them." he went on.

'Rank them and try their fare."

Jaden just shook his head.

"You caught me in a lull." he told her.

"I've got nothing to do for the next month and a half or so." he said.

"Well, aside from the occasional show, but they'll be more routine." he clarified.

"So no, you're not in the way." he assured her.

"Besides, there's always time for a beautiful woman." he added with a wink.

Jaden just chuckled a little, and scratched the back of his head.

"Eh-heh." he laughed lightly.

"Well, I mean-" he started to say, before freezing.

".....wait." he said.

"Wait, huh?" he asked.

"Unexpected heterochromia?" he asked.

"How... how do you know it was unexpected?"

Jaden blinked a couple of times.

"...ah, well, that's fair enough." he said.

He then laughed a little.

"And yeah, I do." he admitted.

"They eat it up." he continued.

"I may not like edgelords, but... hey, give 'em what they want." he shrugged.

"Plus, it DOES look cool..."

"Yeah." Jaden replied.

"It would. Especially with how pale you are." he went on.

Again, he then paused.

"Right, sorry if I sound suspicious or something, but another question." he said.

"Earlier, you mentioned something about 'as you are'." he commented.

"What... did you mean by that?"

Jaden was silent for another moment.

"...wow." he said.

"Just... wow." he muttered.

"I honestly never would have guessed." he admitted. "Probably because you make the look work so well for you." he then told her.

"But fair enough. It's a good look for you." he said further.

'...why? WHY is she SO familiar?' he thought to himself, wracking his brain for an answer, but finding none.

"Also, I make it a point not to presume." he then said.

"After all, my audience is loaded with people that paint their face white and put red contact lenses in." he muttered, shaking his head a little.

"....." Jaden was silent for a moment.

"The hair's natural." he told her.

"And what do I hide under my hat? The rest of my hair." he said further.

"Quite frankly, I refuse to dye my hair. That'll just destroy it in the long run, and I work TOO hard to maintain it." he went on, seriousness in his tone. "And a glamour's too much pain. Odds are I'd forget one night and... yeah. I decided to just lay it all out, colour-wise." he continued.

"It was a rough start, but apparently my stage presence/attitude, as well as my stubborn confidence in it allows the audience to look past it." he shrugged. "That or it's their inherent not-give-a-fuck attitude just causes them to not care." he added.

"Either way, some people hate it, others say it's a nice contrast." he went on.

"I think they think I'm bald under this." he chuckled.

"No. No, I am not bald under the hat." Jaden confirmed.

"......" he was then silent, before sighing.

"A lot." he told her.

"And I mean that. A lot." he repeated.

"Enough that it takes me close to an hour to wash and dry it every morning.' he lamented.

He was then silent once more, shaking his head.

"I can tell you want to take this hat off me." he said further.

"I'll save you the trouble." he finished, taking it off... and allowing long flowing locks of gorgeous blonde hair to cascade down around him.