From Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
What may I do for you today, sir? A stylish trimming of the hair? A soothing skin massage? Sit, sir, sit.
] You see, sir, a man infatuate with love, her ardent and eager slave. So fetch the pomade and pumice stone and lend me a more seductive tone, a sprinkling perhaps of French cologne, but first, sir, I think... a shave.
The closest I ever gave.