"The bun's part of the uniform, is it? You'll manage. They've got charms for that sort of thing. And stuff in bottles you can spend a fortune on, not that I'd know." It was hard to imagine her looking quite that neat and severe, but she had accomplished the transformation to professor years ago, and done a bang-up job of it, as strange as it had seemed to him at the time. "And if you can't comb it up right, you'll just have to start a trend. I've got everyone dressing casual on Thursdays, too, now. And no one you work with can possibly be as stiff as those bastards." He meant it affectionately, of course. He did like a few of them.