JC: Ed Biggers
Part 6: Doyen
Chapter 05
By
Lazlo Zalezac
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004

Ed, dressed in jeans and work-shirt, sat back enjoying his cup of 
coffee after finishing breakfast and laughed as Betsy ran into the 
room to begin her breakfast. Any time now Ling would show up 
looking bedraggled as she tried to keep up with the dynamo. Betsy 
had already asked Marguerite to make her favorite breakfast and 
had sat down at the table before Leroy entered the room. Groaning, 
he said, "Good morning, Ed."

"Where's Ling?"

"I'm letting Ling sleep in a little," said Leroy. He looked over at 
Betsy who was bouncing in her chair. "I don't think we expected 
Betsy would be quite so energetic all of the time."

Marguerite came out of the kitchen with a huge bowl of hot cereal. 
It was a double portion of food for most kids Betsy's age, but it 
would barely satisfy the child's appetite. She would eat it all and 
then sit lethargically for a few minutes. Once she had digested her 
food, she would start moving and wouldn't stop until the next meal. 
Betsy started shoveling the food into her mouth, eating it so fast 
that Ed doubted she even tasted it.

Kelly and Kim came into the dining room. Kim's wild tangled hair 
made her look as if she had just been having sex. Kelly was 
grinning like a cat that caught a canary. Once they had seated 
themselves at the table, Kelly ran a hand over Kim's thigh. She 
smiled as the other woman spread her legs slightly at the intimate 
touch. 

Kelly's actions over the past evening had confused Ed and he didn't 
understand what was in her mind. He took a sip of his coffee and 
considered the two women, trying to figure out the relationship 
that had grown between them. Something was going on and he 
didn't know what it was. Shrugging his shoulders, he took a sip of 
his coffee deciding that time would reveal all to him. 

Rubbing his chin, he knew that he had to shave and get ready for 
the rest of the day. He needed a haircut as well and decided that he 
would take a trip to the barber that morning. Kelly noticed him 
rubbing his face and asked, "Can we watch you shave today?"

It always amazed him how much his wives enjoyed watching him 
shave. On some mornings, he would wind up with all three of his 
wives watching him shave. With an eyebrow raised, he answered, 
"I was thinking of going to the barber this morning and getting a 
straight razor shave and a haircut."

Betsy looked up from her bowl of hot cereal and asked, "Can I 
watch?"

"You want to watch me get a haircut?"

"Sure," replied Betsy.

Kelly nodded her agreement and said, "So take Betsy with you."

"Okay," replied Ed wondering if he was going to end up leading a 
parade down to the barbershop. 

Kim, talking for the first time since coming into the dining room, 
said, "I'll stay here with Kelly for a while."

Ed finished his coffee and looked down the table at Betsy. She had 
already finished her breakfast and was sitting back with her hands 
folded across her bulging stomach. It would be twenty minutes 
before she was ready to go. He stood up to go and said, "I'll wait 
for Betsy outside."

Leroy nodded and said, "Give me about fifteen minutes to get her 
ready."

Ed stepped out of the house and walked to the street to look around 
the neighborhood knowing that when Betsy came out, she'd race 
over to him. The weather was warm and he enjoyed the feeling of 
the Arizona sun on his skin. It was a shame that he had to 
interview staff and work on his will today. Spending time indoors 
was always hardest on nice days like this one. 

The door of the house opened and Betsy came running out full 
steam ahead with an excited yell of joy at being able to move. He 
watched as she approached, her little legs covering in one minute 
what had taken him five. She was smiling as she moved. When she 
reached him, he started walking as she ran in circles around him. 

As they reached the driveway of the Hayes house, the man that had 
rented it drove up. Ed waved and grabbed Betsy so that his 
neighbor could enter the drive without worrying about running 
over the little girl. Ed couldn't help wondering why the neighbor 
was at home at that time of day. When the guy got out of his car, 
he carried himself as though he had the weight of the entire world 
on his shoulders. 

Ed decided it was time to meet his neighbor and waited as the man 
approached. He examined the tenant of the Hayes house carefully. 
The man looked to be in his late twenties, with curly hair that 
looked difficult to control, and rather large ears that stood out from 
his head. Ed let Betsy loose and she immediately began running 
around in circles. As he watched her go, he called out, "Howdy, 
neighbor."

"Hello," replied the man in a rich masculine voice. As he 
approached, he extended a hand as he said, "I'm Dan Biggerstaff."

Accepting the handshake, Ed replied, "I'm Ed Biggers. The little 
dynamo is my daughter, Betsy."

"Pleased to meet you," replied Dan as he watched Betsy take 
another lap around the two men. He didn't have a clue what to say 
about the little girl and her hyperactive behavior.

"I heard that you are an electrical engineer."

"Yes. Worked through the night and just got home," said Dan. He 
rubbed his chin and said, "I need to shave and get some rest."

As Betsy ran past another time, Ed replied, "I'm on my way down 
to the barber shop to get a good old fashioned straight razor 
shave."

"They do a real shave down there?" asked Dan in surprise.

"Yes, they do," answered Ed. Betsy stopped running in circles and 
ran thirty yards away. She bent over to examine something by the 
side of the road. Ed tried to make out what she was looking at, but 
just couldn't tell. He looked over at Dan noticing the man rubbing 
his chin. 

"I think I'll head down there with you and get a shave," said Dan. 

"Great," replied Ed. He looked over at Betsy and saw her dancing 
around. He leaned forward with his eyes squinted trying to make 
out what she was doing, but it was impossible to see. He turned to 
look at Dan and said, "Let's catch up to the kid."

Dan said, "Sure."

When Ed turned to head towards where Betsy had been, he found 
that she had run back to them. In her little hand, she held out a 
four-foot long rattlesnake by its head. The snake, with a very 
pronounced diamond pattern on its back, was thrashing around and 
the rattle was shaking furiously. It was clear the snake was very 
irritated at its treatment. Angry, she said, "Bad snake. It tried to 
bite me!"

Ed grabbed the snake behind her hand and shouted, "Let go of it!"

She let go of the snake and stood there as though she was waiting 
for her father to punish it. In one fluid motion, Ed threw the snake 
as far away as possible and turned to look at Betsy. Trying to keep 
his voice calm, he asked, "Did it bite you?"

"No. Silly snake was slow." She stood in front of him with her legs 
slightly spread and her hands on her hips, as though she 
disapproved of his actions of throwing the snake away. He was 
supposed to yell at it to behave and give it back to her.

Ed knelt down and checked her arms and legs to see if he found 
any sign of snakebite. There were no signs and he breathed a sigh 
of relief. Concerned, he asked, "What happened?"

"It tried to bite me, but it was too slow," said Betsy with a pout, "so 
I caught it by the head!"

The idea that Betsy could grab a striking rattlesnake by the head 
sent a shiver down his spine. It was an impossible feat, but she 
wasn't lying to him. Dan stared at the little kid shocked at her 
attitude and the incredulous at the story that she told. Ed asked, 
"Was it trying to bite you when you caught it?"

"Yeah," replied Betsy started to bounce around in boredom at the 
conversation. She felt the need to start moving again. 

"Promise me that you'll never play with another snake like that 
again," said Ed wondering how he was going to explain this to his 
wives.

"Okay," replied Betsy as she took off running completely unfazed 
by the incident with the snake.

The matter of fact manner in which Ed had dealt with the problem 
had surprised Dan. He asked, "Does that happen often?"

"First time," replied Ed shaking his head. He followed after Betsy 
allowing Dan to follow or stay, as was his desire. 

Dan, gliding into step with Ed, said, "No one can catch a 
rattlesnake that way."

"I never would have believed it, but she was telling the truth," said 
Ed. He watched Betsy running down the street and then back to 
them. He took a few steps and then said, "I wonder how I'll explain 
that to her mothers."

The comment about mothers reminded Dan that he was talking to 
one of the Carter Clan. He tried to remember what he could about 
them and it took him a minute to remember that Ed was a Druid. 
He looked over at the cowboy walking down the street beside him, 
not quite believing that Ed was a Druid. He asked, "Why aren't you 
wearing a robe?"

"I'm not working," replied Ed. He didn't like to wear his robes 
around town, preferring to be a regular guy in his hometown. Most 
of the residents of the town ignored the robe, but there were a few 
that treated him differently from when he was dressed in jeans. 
Other neighbors waved to him as they went about their business.

Dan tried to decide what he thought of Ed. The tall lanky cowboy 
didn't fit his idea of a Druid. The causal attitude and friendly 
greetings by everyone was not what Dan had expected. He had 
always heard that the Carter Clan was reclusive and had little to do 
with other people. He asked, "So you only wear your robes when 
you are working?"

"For the most part," replied Ed as Betsy passed them. Ed reached 
out and picked up the little girl as he said, "You stay here with me 
until we get to the barbershop. I don't want you getting run over by 
a car."

"I can go faster than a car," replied Betsy as she wriggled in his 
arms.

Knowing that his daughter believed that, Ed threw her on his 
shoulders and, in an attempt to distract her, said, "Horsy ride time."

Dan had watched the interaction with interest, amazed that the man 
had that much patience with the squirming kid. Dan said, "You 
have a lot of patience with children."

"Betsy is the most energetic of our kids. Beth, Little John, and 
William are much more scholarly. They prefer books to athletics," 
replied Ed. Betsy tried to goad him into moving faster by rocking 
on his shoulders, but her efforts had no effect.

"Oh," replied Dan. He looked at Betsy wondering what he would 
do with a child like that in his life. The issue was mute. He was a 
bachelor and would remain one for the rest of his life. It was not by 
choice, but a matter of appearance and behavior. Anytime he got 
around a woman his tongue stopped working. All interactions with 
women ended with him blushing while stammering inane 
conversation. He couldn't even work with them, a fact that was a 
major subject of discussion at the office. 

The men reached the barbershop and Dan held the door open for 
Ed. As Ed stepped into the shop, the two men inside said, "Howdy, 
Ed."

"Howdy Sheriff. Howdy Doc." Ed set Betsy down and watched as 
she immediately dashed around the small room to check out the 
interior.

Doc, the barber, went over to a candy bowl and pulled out a 
sucker. He turned to Betsy and, offering it to her, asked, "How are 
you doing, Betsy?"

"Good. Saw a bad snake, but Daddy Ed threw it away," answered 
Betsy as she eyed the sucker with great interest. She went over to 
where Doc stood. Barely able to control her desire to move, she 
asked, "Is that for me?"

"Yes, it is," replied Doc. 

Her hand reached out and grabbed the sucker faster than the eye 
could follow. Once she had it in her hand, she said, "Thank you."

Dan had watched her grab the sucker and, as a result, could believe 
that she was able to catch a snake in mid-strike. Everyone except 
Ed stared at her in shock. It took a second for Doc to reply, "You're 
welcome."

Ed said, "Everyone, this is our new neighbor, Dan Biggerstaff."

Doc said, "Welcome to Doc's Barbershop, Dan. I'm Doc. Have a 
seat and I'll get you on your way."

Dan sat down and asked, "Do you do straight razor shaves?"

"You bet," replied Doc while he went through the procedure for 
giving a haircut and a shave. 

Keeping an eye on Betsy, Ed took a seat next to the lawman. 
Turning to the Sheriff, Ed said, "I heard that you haven't been able 
to catch a criminal in ages. Are we going to have to find a new 
Sheriff?"

The Sheriff laughed and said, "We've got more cops than crimes in 
this town. We didn't even have a schoolyard fight so far this year."

Betsy took a seat next to Ed to watch the barber cut Dan's hair. 
Giving a wink to Betsy, Ed asked, "What are these kids coming 
to?"

His comment brought a round of laughter to the room. Doc went to 
wave his comb, but it fell out of his hand. Before it hit the floor, 
Betsy had moved from her seat and caught the comb. She held it 
up for Doc. The elderly man looked down at Betsy and said, "You 
sure are a fast one."

"Momma Ling says I'm faster than her," replied Betsy as she 
handed the comb over to the barber. Returning to her chair, she 
sighed and said, "But not as strong."

Ed hugged her tightly, but she squirmed in response to the 
restriction of the hug. He released her and turned to the Sheriff. He 
asked, "So how are things going?"

"Well, things are quiet and that suits me perfectly fine," answered 
the Sheriff. The past few years had been characterized by almost 
no crime in the town. The only thing that he really did that was of 
value was checking the stores to make sure the doors were locked 
at night. It was a rare occasion when he found an unlocked door, 
but it did break up the time.

"Our family is moving back here to stay for a while. I hope that 
doesn't mean a sudden increase in criminals," replied Ed. 

As Doc trimmed the hair along the back of his neck, Dan asked, 
"Why would that mean an increase in criminals?"

The Sheriff answered, "There are some people that think the world 
would be better off without the Carters."

"Yeah, we're hiring a couple more security people just in case. 
Now that John is gone, I fear that some of the protection over the 
house has disappeared."

The Sheriff nodded as he thought about it. Without John's strange 
ability to predict trouble and react to it, then it was likely that 
things would not turn out as well as in the past. He was going to 
have to take appropriate precautions prior to the family returning. 

Betsy watched as the barber gave Dan a straight razor shave. She 
was fascinated when the barber stropped the razor and leaned 
forward in her seat as he slowly scraped the morning beard off 
Dan. She stared in fascination as the deliberate movements of the 
barber removed the rich foam. Turning to her father, she asked, "Is 
that what he is going to do to you?"

"Yes," replied Ed with a smile. 

She looked at the Dan, flinching at the sound of the razor 
scrapping of the whiskers. Concerned, she asked, "Does it hurt?"

Dan didn't answer as Doc moved the razor over his face. Ed said, 
"It actually feels very good."

Ed took a seat on the chair when Doc had finished with Dan. 
Looking over at the Sheriff, he asked, "Would you mind standing 
in front of the door? She can disappear faster than chocolate at a 
women's tea."

"Sure thing," replied the Sheriff with a chuckle. He didn't make a 
move towards the door thinking that Ed was kidding. 

Ed cleared his throat as Doc wrapped the apron around Ed and tied 
it in the back. Once Doc was done, Ed said, "I'm serious."

The Sheriff looked surprised until he glanced over at Betsy. She 
gave him a challenging grin, as if to see which one of them could 
get to the door first. He reached over to the door and held it shut as 
he stood to reposition himself. Betsy looked at him like he had 
cheated. He looked up at Ed and said, "Point taken."

Betsy turned to watch Ed get his hair cut, but kept looking out the 
corner of her eye to see if the Sheriff had moved away from the 
door. The Sheriff noticed her occasional glances at him and was 
amazed at her tenacity. He looked down and said, "I'll lock you up 
in jail if you try to run off."

"Have to catch me first," she replied.

Dan looked over at the child amazed at her saucy attitude and total 
confidence in her abilities. He didn't know enough about children 
to guess her age, but he assumed that she was under the age of 
three. With the Sheriff blocking the door, he didn't want to ask the 
man to move out of the way. Instead, he decided to talk to Betsy 
and asked, "Are you going to go to the Olympics?"

"What's that?" asked Betsy happy to have something to do even if 
it wasn't moving.

"It's a sporting competition where the fastest and the strongest 
athletes compete."

"I'll win the whole thing," replied Betsy without a shade of doubt.

"You can only compete in a few events, not all of them," said Dan. 

"I'll win the whole thing," replied Betsy. 

Dan laughed and said, "Somehow, I think you just might do that."

She looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "Are you 
laughing at me?"

The question took Dan by surprise and said, "No. I laughed 
because I can imagine you doing it, but the idea that anyone could 
do that is funny to me."

"Why is it a funny idea?"

"Well, they have different competitions at the same time. So to win 
everything, you have to be at three or four different places at the 
same time, but I can see you doing that."

"Oh," replied Betsy as she sat there and thought about it. Looking 
over at Dan, she asked, "Did you ever go there?"

It took a minute for him to realize that she was asking if he had 
ever been in the Olympics. He said, "No. I'm the slowest and 
weakest athlete in the world. In a race, I'm likely to run in the 
wrong direction."

Betsy giggled at the comment imaging him running in the wrong 
direction. She grinned at Dan and said, "You're funny. I like you."

"I like you too."

Betsy looked at him for a minute and then said, "Aunt Cathy says 
that you are cute because you act funny around her."

Dan choked at her comment and wondered what why it was that 
females, even one so young, could fluster him so easily. Off 
balance, he said, "I … ah … "

"Yeah, she said you talk just like that," noted Betsy with a smile. 
She looked at him as though expecting him to say something else 
funny.

Ed was sitting in the barber chair with a hot towel on his face while 
listening to the conversation. It was tempting to rip the towel off 
and tell Betsy to lay off the poor guy. The Sheriff chuckled and 
said, "She's a Carter kid alright. I've never met kids that could get 
an adult off balance as fast as any of the Carter kids."

It was reassuring to know that he wasn't alone. Dan said, "Well, I 
don't know how to talk to women."

The Sheriff chuckled and said, "What man knows how to do that?"

Doc was close to finishing Ed's shave and looked up at the two 
men. He said, "Ed knows how to talk to women. Every woman in 
town loves him and we all know that it isn't his good looks."

His success with women had always been a puzzlement to Ed. He 
replied, "My success with women is overstated. It is a mystery to 
me that any women like me."

Shaking his head, Doc returned to making the last few strokes of 
the razor across Ed's face. The Sheriff commented, "It's not over 
stated. Every woman in town loves you."

Betsy, proud of her father, said, "That's cause he's a good guy."

Dan looked over at Ed thinking that the guy was good looking. 
There was no doubt in his mind that Ed had great pickup lines if all 
the women in town loved him. He envied guys that could deal with 
women without getting tongue-tied. 

Doc wiped Ed's face, removing the last traces of shaving cream. Ed 
felt his face with his hand, appreciating the smoothness of his skin. 
Ed said, "Smooth as a baby's bottom."

The statement puzzled Betsy. She looked at her father and asked, 
"Why would you want a baby bottom for a face?"

"I don't want a baby bottom, but the smoothness of a baby's 
bottom."

"Oh."

Dan said, "Men's faces are often rough even after they shave. This 
kind of shave leaves the face feeling really smooth. A nice smooth 
shave is a real treat."

Betsy reached out and rubbed his face. As surprise flickered over 
her face, she said, "It is smooth."

Haircut and shave completed, Ed climbed out of the chair. The 
Sheriff stepped forward and rubbed Ed's face with a smile on his 
face. Chuckling, he said, "Just like a baby's bottom!"

Betsy slipped around the Sheriff and out the door before anyone 
even knew what happened. Dan followed her out the door, but she 
was very fast and quickly pulled ahead of him. Looking back at 
Dan and giggling, Betsy headed across the street without checking 
for cars. A car was headed her way, with the driver looking over to 
the side waving to a friend. It was at the last second when the 
driver saw Betsy dashing across the street. With a loud squeal, the 
driver stood on the brake and turned the wheel to avoid hitting her. 

In the meantime, Dan had seen the car and tried to catch up in 
order to push Betsy out of the way of the car. True to her earlier 
statements, she sidestepped the car. The car missed Betsy, but hit 
Dan taking his legs out from under him and throwing him to the 
road where he hit with a horrible crack. He found himself looking 
up at the bottom of the car and unable to move. Confused, he tried 
to get up, but his body didn't respond. 

Ed had followed them out the door and watched the accident 
unfold with horror. At first he was afraid for Betsy, but when he 
realized that Dan was going to be hit he tried to reach him to pull 
him out of the road. 

Betsy ran to her father and grabbed him around the leg crying in 
the belief that Dan was dead. Her sobs tore at his heart, but he had 
to deal with Dan's problem first. With fingers that didn't want to 
respond, Ed pulled the cell phone out of his pocket and called the 
house using the speed dial. As soon as Cathy answered, he said, 
"Get Kelly down here to the barber shop right now. Have Walt 
bring down the van!"

Ed hung up the phone and knelt down to Betsy. The little girl was 
crying as she realized that she had been the one responsible for the 
accident. The Sheriff, kneeling next to Dan, was on his radio 
calling to get the doctor over as quick as possible. Carrying Betsy, 
Ed went over to the Sheriff and said, "Kelly is on her way here. 
She'll take care of him."

The Sheriff stood and, in a whisper, said, "His back is broken."

Ed knelt down next to Dan and said, "Don't worry. Kelly is on her 
way and she'll fix you right up."

Dan groaned and said, "I think my back is broken. I can't feel my 
legs."

Betsy stared at Dan and, with sorrow in her voice, said, "I'm so 
sorry."

"That's okay," replied Dan. On saying that, he realized that he 
would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Mentally, he 
cursed the idea of being paralyzed without ever having 
experienced sex. The idea of going through life as a virgin was 
depressing. 

Dr. Connor arrived and said, "Everyone back up."

Ed turned to the doctor and said, "Kelly is coming."

Disturbed, the doctor turned to Ed and said, "So what! Get out of 
the way."

Grabbing the doctor, Ed pulled him aside as he said, "Kelly is 
coming here. She's a Druid healer and she can take care of the 
problem."

Angry and tired of all the Druid mystic talk around town, the 
doctor replied, "I don't give a damn if she has a magic dildo. The 
man has a broken back and I have to stabilize him."

"Look at me, doctor. You know that I have to tell you the truth. 
When Kelly is done with him, he will be able to walk," said Ed in a 
tone of voice that suggested that arguing was a wasted effort. 

The Sheriff came over and shouted, "Get out of his way, Ed. He's a 
doctor!"

The shouting match continued until Walt pulled up in the van and 
Kelly stepped out. She was wearing her green robe and looked 
regal. Bending down, she started to caress Dan's face with gentle 
strokes and kissed his lips. The doctor tried to stop her, but Walt 
was faster and soon had the man in an arm lock. 

The doctor stopped struggling as Kelly continued to caress the man 
lying on the street. She started to undress the man, his body 
responding to her actions. Everyone watched in shock as Dan's 
body started to twist and straighten itself. By the time she had 
pulled down his pants, his cock was erect. She moved over to 
straddle him and raised her robe. With a smooth action she lowered 
herself on his cock. 

Dan was frozen in shock at the sight of the woman making love to 
him in the middle of the street. He couldn't believe that he could 
feel his cock. As she lowered herself onto it, he felt his toes 
curling. When she started to ride him, the unreality of the situation 
made him decide that he was dreaming. 

Kelly threw back her head and started to slowly rock on the cock 
embedded within her. Her hands reached up to her breasts and she 
squeezed them through the robe. She closed her eyes and enjoyed 
the sensations of her actions. 

Dr. Connor watched with a look of incredibility on his face. The 
man's back had been broken and now his legs were moving. It was 
unbelievable that the man was thrusting up into the woman atop 
him. He looked over at Ed and asked, "Is this real?"

"Yes, she's a healer. She heals through sex," answered Ed as he 
made a gesture to Walt. Walt released the arm lock on the doctor. 

Betsy was watching Dan on the ground, relaxing once she could 
see that Dan was going to be all right. That her mother was having 
sex in the middle of the street didn't register. She looked over at 
her father and asked, "It's okay now?"

"It's better now," replied Ed as he looked down at Betsy. Her tear-
streaked face gave testament to her regrets about her actions. 
Looking over at Walt, he said, "Move everyone back."

Kelly had a small orgasm and continued to ride Dan until the man 
came within her. She didn't really like having sex in public, but 
there were times when her gift made its demands on her. She 
leaned forward allowing him to slip out of her. Move back a little, 
she took a moment to lift his pants back up and zip the zipper. She 
knelt down and kissed Dan before she said, "You're all better 
now."

"Oh my God," cried Dan as the situation fully registered. There 
was only one explanation that made sense, he was dead and had 
gone to heaven. He did the only logical thing and promptly fainted.

Shaking his head, Ed looked down on the man who was out cold in 
the middle of the street. The doctor knelt down and after a second, 
said, "He's in shock."

"If it is okay with the doctor, we'll take him back to the house and 
put him in the infirmary. Kelly and Sarah can watch over him until 
he recovers," suggested Ed.

The doctor, completely unnerved by what he had seen, replied, 
"That's fine with me. I hope that I'll be able to examine him later."

Ed and Walt carried Dan to the van as Kelly asked the Sheriff what 
had happened. When she learned that Dan had been injured trying 
to save Betsy, she turned to Betsy and said, "Young lady. You and 
I are going to have a long talk."

"I'm really sorry," cried Betsy as tears rolled down her cheeks. She 
felt sorry for what she had done, but knew that after talking to her 
mothers that she'd never forget this day.

From the van, Ed said, "Kelly, why don't you and Betsy return to 
the house with Dan? I've got a few things to take care of here and 
I'll walk back."

Betsy got in the car with Kelly. Ed watched them return to the 
house. Walking over to Paulo Covas, the driver of the car, Ed said, 
"I'm sorry about that. He's okay and I doubt that he'll request any 
damages. If he does, let me know and I'll do what I can for you."

The driver's hands were still trembling from the experience. Seeing 
that the young man was still upset, Ed said, "Come on into the 
barber shop and relax for a moment."
