“Come here, my love.” Grell opens her arms, chasing you around. “I just want to give you a makeover!” she winks behind her thin red frame glasses.

She had been admen on giving you a makeover since she had seen you. Not that you were ugly in her eyes. In fact, you were beautiful!

“Just a touch up.” She had purchased some new cosmetic products and wanted to try them out on a subject. And you were her perfect pick.