"Francis! Open the door! IT IS AN EMERGENCYYYYYYYYY!"

Francis, who was just about to make a dinner recipe that his Swedish friend told him about, strolled to the door to help his best friend, Tammy with whatever the problem was.

"Coming, coming!" He opens the door. "Now, what is the prob-OH MON DIEU! THAT IS AN EMERGENCY!"

His friends usually beautiful hair was a frizzy, tangled mess. There was even half a hairbrush sticking out of the biggest knot.

"Mon ami, you have come to the right place. Come come come!"

"Thank you so much Francis. I have this huge event that I need to go to! It's my cousin's wedding I told you about."

"Ohhh yes! I remember! Cousin,…Anne correct?"

"Yes"

"Weddings are so much fun, lots of love, and photographs."

"Yup, which is why I need my hair to at least look decent."

"Don't worry! When I am done with you, you will look far better than just decent!"

Francis lead her to his room where he has a huge vanity mirror full of hair products. He very meticulously and carefully began to untangle the knotted hair.

"How did you even manage to get a part of a hairbrush stuck in here?"

"Well, I was brushing it, but my hair just became more frizzy. In my angry, I brushed to hard, and the brush broke. When I tried to get the piece out, it got even more tangled"

"Oh dear, don't worry, I will fix this!"

For over an hour Francis worked diligently to fix the mayhem that was his best friend's hair. He untangled it, used foam to style the hair up in a piece that hid the frizziness.

"All done!"

"OH it looks so nice! Thank you Francis!"

"Anytime. Now you should get back home. The wedding starts in a little bit, non?"

"Well yes, b-but I have one more problem that you could possibly help me with…"

"Yes?"

"D-do you want to j-join me at the wedding? I need a date to bring…and..I-I like you Francis,….as more than a friend…So, join me, p-please?

"Oh, mon ami, I thought you would never ask. I knew you liked me."

"EH! H-HOW DID Y-YOU FIND OUT!"

"Haha, this is me we are talking about. I know love. It was obvious."

"Oh gosh, sorry!"

She stood up to leave, but he caught her arm.

"Let me finish. I know love. I know how I feel about you. I love you, and would be honored to escort you to your cousin's wedding."

"Really?"

"Yes, now excuse moi for one minute while I change. I had a feeling you would ask me, so I already prepared a suit."

"Heehee that obvious?"

"Only to me, mon amour."