Bobby sighed, looking you up and down. He knew that he was probably overstepping but he just couldn't resist a pet project. "You know what you need? You need a makeover. Come on." He grabs you by the hand and leads you into the Non-fiction section, Fussing over your hair, taking your cardigan away and using some of the makeup from your bag to make you look a bit more...normal. "You need to stop putting on so much eyeliner, makes you look like a raccoon."

Finally he steps back to admire his handiwork, he nudges you to look at yourself in the pocket mirror he found while looking for makeup in your bag. "Check yourself out, pretty good huh?" He was right, of course. He was surprisingly good at this, which you shouldn't have doubted. You didn't really look like yourself anymore though, and you didn't know how to feel about it yet. Bobby grinned at you, "What do you think?"