Half of the choices of cosmetics were enough to make him cringe. While he had never worn make up himself, he knew enough about what looked good to know what not to buy. He tried to see if there was any brand close to what the ladies preferred back at the Lincoln Center. Finally settling on the one with the highest pricing, he started going through the colors, simply tossing the ones he didn't like behind him. Eventually, he found one that seemed as close to what he was looking for as he was going to get.
Turning the corner, he looked down and raised an eyebrow at her inspecting his chosen microwave. "You need something lighter or it'll drain the color you do have and make you look like a pair of walking lips. Which I guess is fine if that's all you want people to see," he explained, holding out the tube of lipstick. It was the same color, but a lighter shade as he had said. Though he supposed the way she looked overall, just looking at her lips alone wouldn't have hurt her.