“You shaved your hair?” Lin leaned across the table and ran her hand down Tenzin’s exposed head and cracked a small smile. He noticed and pointed out, “It appears to be the only thing so far that has made you smile…” she rolled her eyes and rubbed two fingers roughly against his head. He allowed her to do this for a moment before pushing her hand off, telling her that it was starting to hurt.
“And for your information, I smile plenty,” Tenzin fought hard not to laugh out loud. He put a hand on her shoulder, “Uh, no you don’t.”
“I smile when I deem the situation commendable.” He shook his head, “Whatever you say Lin, whatever you say…” “So you’re saying I don’t smile enough?”
“Not enough, just not as much as I’d like you to.”
“Tenzin, don’t get cheesy…” he smiled, “I thought maybe if I went there that would do it.