She gestured toward the fancy pink chair in the middle of the equally feminine set. There were so many pastels that it was almost nauseating, but she resisted the urge to shift them to something slightly less obnoxious. She'd be focused on Gwenog anyway, and the background would only draw attention to her darker, more sombre tones and textures.
"This time, I need you to act overly girlie. Almost a parody of it, if you will. Lots of smiling. Hell, giggling, if you can manage it." Lisa knelt down to get at eye level with her subject, to start. "Imitate the worst of them, but keep it bright rather than sarcastic."