i helped her dress and then sat her in front of me as i wound her hair into a coil to be concealed by her elaborate black wig.as i worked , i decided to casually mention my run-in with tehran.my fingers deftly continued to tuck her hair underneath the wig 's cap as i spoke , making sure no errant tendrils escaped.cleopatra was used to this ritual and sat patiently while i worked over her .