"It is nice," Arden said. "They wash your hair and sometimes give you a scalp massage...I've been a few times, back when I relaxed my hair when I was younger and when I got cornrows at sixteen. It was a birthday gi--"

She stopped and sighed, shaking her head. "Make you a deal," she said. "Let me wash and trim your hair tonight and while I do, I'll tell you about my nightmare. Deal?"