"Dad I saw a commercial for people to grow hair." Kid begins.
"I would enjoy you not to have a patches of no hair." She sets the stage.
"I am looking at one now." She says not so subtly.
"I enjoy you the way you are now...." Kid attempts to smooth any ruffled feathers.
"But I would enjoy you more to look like a normal dad... with hair." She nails the coffin.