"Mmhm."
Grabbing a chair, he places it adjacent to her vanity - having a seat before rifling through the various cosmetic items.
"Luckily for you, I happen to know a thing or two when it comes to this."
"No promises."
A smile tugging at the corners of his lips, he plucks a neutral pallet and a brush from the gathering of items. Gently, he would begin to apply a light base to her lids.
"Truly, though, do not worry. You will look stunning."
"I do believe that it is high time for a bit of a sweet indulgence. Perhaps a cake. Oh, but I could hardly eat the whole thing.
. . No, of course I could." βͺ
"Would we, now?"
He mused, head taking a slight tilt to one side so as to gain a better view of his work. Soon, the fundamentals for a sheer smoky eye came into place. He thought it best fitting for her porcelain visage.
"Almost done." βͺ He noted.