Tom-tom tried to make his point. "So I hop in, turn around, and the transformation has me parting on the right, just like I do in the mirror."
"I don't think so," she said. "I think you would still part on the left. Even hang left."
"Nyah, that would change too, only it'd be right because that's how it is there."
"That's not what they're worried about; how you look or anything. You know that." Rosabelle was twisting her hair around her right finger, nervous now because he had never really argued before, just bitched about it. But now it looked like he really was het up about going.