What would bigen do in my situation?

(My life is so crazy)

>start going to an upscale place for haircuts
>it has a full-service bar
>show up for my first haircut in a stylish, masculine outfit (collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up)
>grab a stiff cocktail while waiting for my appointment
>get buzzed, feel relaxed
>my new hairdresser comes to get me
>she is stunningly gorgeous, curvy, and wearing a sundress
>things start out normally
>within 5 minutes I notice she is straddling my left leg
>she clamps onto my leg with her thick thighs
>holy shit
>"Hmm, maybe she's friendly like this with ALL of her customers."
>she starts asking me a bunch of personal questions (I'm single, what about you? I live near here, how about you?)
>I answer calmly but my heart is racing the entire time
>we bond a bit over shared interests
>Me: "How would you describe my sense of style?"
>Her: "Hunky. Yeah I would say you're a hunk."
>haircut comes to an end
>she escorts me to the exit
>offers me her hand and gazes at me like picrel
>I hold her hand and gaze back at her for what seems like an eternity

This happened last week and I can't stop thinking about it.