From the Murder Museum:​

The "Hannah" mask was still in place, but this was a deliberate act of the "Hanavari" persona. She took a deep breath, the power settling, and then, with practiced, analytical hands, she twisted the "dangerous" hair up into a severe, elegant, professional bun.

​The "Hannah" mask was back. But the "Hanavari" power was coiled and hidden, ready to be let down at a moment's notice.

​She returned to the bedroom and laid out her "armour" for the night. Not the severe black sheath dress. This was a "date."

​She selected another of her Venice purchases: a forest-green, backless silk dress that was impossibly elegant. Underneath, she wore the Bottega Veneta lingerie. The "Hanavari" layer, her secret.

​She applied her makeup, her hands perfectly steady. The mask was flawless: a sophisticated, intelligent investor, perhaps a little "artsy," ready for a gallery opening.