Gamora didn't like to be laughed at under any circumstances, even when one was trying to hide that's what they were doing. And Loki was failing, and then had stopped trying outright, and Gamora went from frowning slightly to scowling. "Needs must. I've done worse looking much better."
She blinked rapidly, parsing the information about her makeup. Then, Gamora shrugged. "Well, there's that."
Looking around, she wondered if Loki could disguise her as someone else for the time being. "I'm not supposed to 'drink on the job', so they told me. It wouldn't do me much, but they don't know that. What if you um...put a second illusion on me? Or make me invisible? I could use the taste of something sweet."