Zelda nodded, almost absent-mindedly, her eyes turned towards Sheldon's. "I suppose that is the most logical course..."
It was obvious she was having a little bit of a nerves attack. Not over clothing - that was familiar, grounding. Or even meeting someone new - not as grounding, but a duty she was used to.
But a new hairdresser? That was someone who would, if things went well, be a part of her inner circle. It was...a little nerve-wracking, now that she thought about it.