Weeoanwhisker's Barber Shop is a wizarding hair care shop. It was located in Carkitt Market, next-door to Cogg and Bell Clockmakers. They offer haircuts, shaves, beard trimmings, mustache sculpting, and scalp treatments.
His hair was starting to get a bit long and unruly, and so he decides to go to the barber shop so he can have it trimmed. It's important that he looks nice and clean, especially since he has an important interview coming up over at the Ministry of Magic.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 19:38, December 22, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
He comes here every two weeks, essentially, given how quickly his hair grows. He arrives at the barber shop and nods politely at the barbers, before standing to the side - he'd arrived a couple minutes before his scheduled time.
He's almost done with his haircut, and is getting massaged on the back when he looks through the mirror and notices Dunstan entering the shop. He recognizes him as one of the top dogs over at the Ministry, but he can't really remember which Department he worked at. All he knows is that he occupies a rather high position.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 17:19, December 23, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
He keeps to himself for the better part of the time he's waiting, with the occasional polite nod and smile at a barber's remark. Eventually, though, he's called on, so he pushes himself from the wall and sits quite near Giovanni.
He keeps casting looks over at Dunstan, especially after he gets seated quite close to him. There's something about the guy that interests him - his demeanor, they way he carries himself, his looks - and he can't keep his eyes away, and although he doesn't mean anything malicious by it some people find it weird, still.
- “Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,” Message Me - Ϫ 18:11, December 23, 2017 (UTC) Ϫ
He hasn't said anything up until that point, but he can feel pairs of eyes on him. He does what he can to ignore them, focusing on his barber and gesturing at his messy mop of hair. "Just a trim, really. You know my style," he finally speaks, and his accent circles around each syllable smoothly. He smiles at him, and then looks beside him, at the guy staring. "Hello," he says, sounding every bit of amused he feels.
His eyes widen ever so slightly when the other man acknowledges him, and he had to look away for a second in order to compose himself. Once he was good, he clears his throat and returns the greeting, "Uh, hi. How are you doing today, sir?" He's being unusually shy, but maybe it was because he was kinda caught off guard.