"We can't bleach heads like we used to. But we have our ways. One trick is to tell stories that don't go anywhere. Like the time I caught the ferry to Rivendell . I needed a new heel for my shoe. So I decided to go to Risa, which is what they called Rivendell in those days. So I bleached my hair, but not the eyebrows, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a slip of latinum, and in those days, slips had pictures of Gorn on 'em. "Gimme five Gorn for a quarter," you'd say. Now where were we... oh yeah. The important thing was that I bleached my hair, but not the eyebrows, which was the style at the time. They didn't have any white bleach, because of the war. The only thing you could get was lemons...