It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Taryon Darrington, a human artificer . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, At the Platinum Sanctuary, the twins are greeted by Highbearer Vord. He offers to seal Opash's book in a vault beneath the city, but Vax, who doesn't entirely trust him, tells him they didn't actually bring it with them.
DM: "Ah, it was getting too long, anyway." She makes her way down the ladder and just walks past you into the keep. Comes back about half an hour later, head completely shaved smooth, and she's got, in a little square of fabric, a cluster of all of her red hair. She balls it up, comes over.
Player: A pleasure doing business with you. This haircut might very well be the fate of the world, so thank you.
DM: "You're welcome."
Player: Here's your money.
DM: "Thank you. Here's your fucking hair. God damn weirdo." And walks off and heads back to her perch at the top of the wall.
Player: Buy my book! (all laugh)
DM: Okay. You now have Shayne's hair--
Player: I'm going to try and make a wig out of it.
DM: Okay.
