The weather outside had been absolutely wonderful for an Oregon winter day. It was sunny and relatively warm, which drove Ichiro out for a walk. Rather than perform the usual scouting for shots, he opted in stead to keep his camera in his pack and explore the city. He would have left it at home, but he'd learned a lesson long ago that the moment he was away from it is the very moment that would present the perfect picture. It turned out that Elliquiy had a lot to offer that he'd not yet uncovered in his few months in the town. There was a distinct history and a sense of community that could be felt as well as seen.  One of the things he had loved the most was having a chance to uncover some of the old architecture. It was this way that he found himself house hunting, but in a very different way, and he eventually made his way to the 'House of Beauty.'<br/><br/>A breeze blew by, throwing his hair in his face. Just as he was pondering the name of the establishment and its purpose, he supposed that it might just be time for his first haircut in America. The warm air and sunshine had put him in such a pleasant mood he decided to step inside and see if they could help him now, rather than make an appointment for this later.  As he pushed open the door, he was surprised by the bright modern interior and looked around appreciatively at the way it had been arranged. When at last his eyes finally met the employee who greeted him, he smiled warmly and spoke.<strong> "Hello! Do you take.... uh... walk ins?"</strong>His voice wavered with a bit of nervousness. He knew English fluently, but his speech still held a good amount of his Japanese accent - though he well knew the difference between a 'R' and a 'L'.  He always was a little worried that he'd be the odd one out, knowing that he was bound to break some unseen rule along the way somehow.