Why would he have to prove it? Pree wasn't lacking in imagination and quickly read between the lines, though his experience was otherwise lacking. "Where I'm from, you'd hire a Killjoy right about now and have me hauled off to prison. Or your torment of choice. Lucky for me, there aren't any around." He shrugged, biting back a smile. "The good ones can be expensive, anyway."
With Dieter making no move to stand up and leave, Pree reached for the nail polish remover. "And this is why I like manicures. Even if they're ruined, it's easy to wipe off the mess and start again. Same thing goes for makeup. Someone was asking me about tattoos the other day - completely different story there. Though they too can be beautiful." He cleaned off Dieter's ruined nail polish and, having bought himself thirty seconds more, began reapplying the cyan.