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A grin. "I usually have that on me already, but I can work up a glam-up kit for you, if you want?"

A nervous twist of her hands.

She tilts her head. "You're talking about making sure we have protection too, right?"

"Well. Um."

"I won't. But it'd be good to have, right?"

"And I dunno, asprin and pepto-bismal maybe?"

"Oh, hell yeah. Be prepared."

A laugh! "Yeah, little single-dose packets fit in the makeup kit."

"Just sayin'."

"It's smart!"

"Especially if you get too messed up to make it home." She squints, thinking.

"Or if we're with somebody who is."

"Exactly."

"Okay...well, let's sort out the makeup go-kits first. I know what's going in mine. Do you, or do you want some tips?"

"Um. Lip gloss, mascara, liner?"

"I can do those by myself now."

"Yeah, you've got good liner game now. I'd say, add a tiny pot of shimmer that you can dab on with fingertips. Eyelids, cheekbones."

"See? This is why I have you as my chief beauty adviser..."

A grin and a humble-brag shrug. "It's what I do!"

"You want silver, gold, or bronze? I've got all. I think gold would work nice on you."

A brief smile and she nods. "Gwydion gold."

"Of course," she says with approval. "C'mon, let's look at the stuff," she motions Dagmar to come to her room, and she goes to open up her kit.

She rummages around a little bit.

Dag follows (as does Odin,)

(to supervise)

"Okayyyy, sooooo....ah!" A little victory, and she holds a little pot of makeup out to Dagmar. "There ya go."

She takes it, and opens it for a sniff.

Not much scent, but a little cake of shimmery gold. "Just take your fingertip and rub it in there, then brush it on wherever you want a little shine. It catches club lights really nicely."

"Thanks, Sylvi."

"My pleasure. And..." She reaches for a drawer and pulls out a little zipper pouch...and from within that she passes a condom to Dagmar with a wink. "Just in case."

PURPLE.

She nods. "RIght. Thanks."

"I keep a supply." She shrugs.

"Smart. Do you... do you get them online? THen you wouldn't have to go to a store..."

She shakes her head, grinning. "Mom taught me how to buy them without feeling nervous. I get judgy looks, sometimes, but so what? And then Dad put that trod to DarkGate right in the birth control aisle." She rolls her eyes.

"But yeah, you can get them online. You can get a lot of stuff online," she says with amusement.

"Olgar... your dad has a weird sense of humor, just sayin'"

"Oh, you are not wrong!"

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