She's in a room filled with things used to make lip gloss, she picks up a soft pink tint bottle with sparkles in it and adds a few drops into a bowl with gloss base in it, handing it to another person so they can do everything else, she then bandages up her arms and looks at you. "Well, hey there ya mug, so... yer probably lucky it's afternoon, cause if it wasn't... I'd hafta steal somethin', but I don' mind that, some otha' broads can da that fer me."