[He's not sure what makes him stop. Maybe it's just because he used to have hair like that and he's instantly sort of sympathetic, but whatever the reason, Ja'far decides to try to help the poor girl out. As he approaches, the crowd parts a little and there are a few more bows and murmurings of "Biancabella," which he's learning to ignore. He does notice, though, a few of the people looking back and forth between what they can see of his short white hair and the girl's beautiful long locks and looking supremely disappointed.]

They'll all call you the name on the book, no matter what you say. We're still not quite sure why or how all this came about.

[He turns back to the crowd, some of whom are grabbing at his keffiyeh and trying to pull it off or making silly faces at him.]

Give her some space, if you would. She's only just arrived.

[Hopefully that will work.]