"I was rather hoping that you would ask me to colour it for you" she said.
"Me? Ask you? Why would I do that?"
"Because we're freeing the real you, the one that has been hiding away, that's why." she replied.
"So that's what we're doing. I thought I was just being shorn like a sheep."
"Well, if that's what you're thinking, we may as well wrap it up" she said.
"No" I said, just a little too quickly.
"No?" she repeated.
"I don't want to stop yet" I said.
"Well, what do you suggest?"
"I want you to colour my hair."
"You do, do you?"
I nodded.
