I realized I was working for a new company, under a very handsome older doctor - think Tom Selleck or Harrison Ford.
Ends up the gentleman had a thing for me but was still married.
Next thing I knew, I was laying in a chair screaming and bawling my eyes out because one of his assistants had tied me down and was trying to cut my hair and dye it dark brown.
He came over to me and asked me why I was so distraught. I responded, "Because sometimes I feel as if my hair is all I've got!"
Then he hung his head, broken-hearted, and said that answered his question about if I loved him or not. If sometimes I felt my hair was all I had, then I didn't have him. But I was okay with it because he kinda creeped me out anyway...I just didn't want to break his heart.