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A wild laugh escaped Gunnar's lips, catching the barber off guard. The sheer audacity of the barber’s whisper, combined with the absurdity of the situation, struck him as unexpectedly hilarious. He glanced at Rene, who was obliviously enjoying his whiskey, and then at the barber, whose face had turned an uncomfortable shade of red.

Gunnar cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "You are such a gullible idiot."

"Huh?" The barber’s face twisted in confusion, and he looked from Gunnar to Rene, trying to make sense of the situation.

Another laugh escaped Gunnar’s lips as he saw the confusion on the barber’s face. He took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure, and looked directly at the barber. "Ain't you?"

Suddenly, Gunnar’s expression darkened, and a look of annoyance crossed his face.

"Yes. Yes. Of course. I am such a gullible idiot." The barber laughed, annoyed that he was getting scolded and not Rene.

"Listen, I don’t need a lecture from you about firing my assist