|- 49 -|

I poke my head into Jasper's office. "Anything left over from lunch?"

"Sure, there's a ham and cheese baguette in the fridge for you." He doesn't look up from his number-crunching. "You were gone two hours and didn't eat lunch?"

"No." I attempt to break it to him gently, but there's just no easy reveal. "I…got my hair cut."

Jasper's panicked face snaps to my head, and he stands up so fast his chair clatters to the floor. "ROSE! GET IN HERE NOW!"

"Oh, brother," I lament.

Rosalie rounds the corner, hugging the doorframe, out of breath. "Oh. My. God."