I've got silly looking eyebrows. One of them grows in the wrong direction. Any attempt to rectify this makes it look sillier, and frankly life's too short. They keep water from running in my eyes and allow me to express surprise, which is as much as I can wish for from a set of eyebrows, really. YEMV, of course.
What was really out of order was the optiquack giving barakta unprompted eyebrow-fettling advice while fitting her glasses. Particularly as this was immediately after she explained why she'd turned down offers of rhinoplasty and prosthetic ears[1].
[1] Cosmetic ones. Functional cybernetics don't count.