[ They raise their eyebrows in understanding, but a fun 'Alriiight' drawled as they get ideas. Just let me get the paints out, they say--time to find where those were put, while Robby chuckles from the nudge. ]

Sure. You got an outfit for tonight? You should get the colours to match that. Maaybe-- gliter? Oh, [ and oh, ] let's ask if they have whatever makes paint move. You ever seen that? I bet it's some kind of blood magic. Dunno if they're have it for face paint.

[ But they've seen what they do with hair--who knows what they were doing for face paint? Scorpia could be glowing tonight with these pincers. ]