Susan had a very short interaction with a sheriff of the county in which she resides. She wasn't getting in trouble or anything, she just had to accept a legal document on behalf of someone else. As part of the interaction the sheriff had to write down a description of Susan including her date of birth, weight and hair color. Susan breezed through the 6-9-60 and 165 lbs but then hit a bumpy patch.
Sheriff: What color is your hair?
Susan: Um, it's supposed to be red.
Susan: I know I'm past due for my L'Oreal.
Susan: It was orange when I was a kid.
Sheriff: Let's just say brown.