Ellison decided she'd do the ol' "twist and comb" instead of just combing through her hair after her bath. Her little reddish bob got so entangled in the comb that Marc had to cut the comb in half to extricate her hair. All this whilst I was selfishly galavanting around doing errands. At least he didn't just cut her hair like many husbands would have done. As Ellison would say, "he saved the day". Indeed.