Link gave her an amused look of exaggerated patience. "You would expect anything less from one of your ladies?" he said. Then he shrugged. "I had to come get stuff for Zelda, and I ended up with an extended lesson into the art and science of undertones. And got conned into being given a demonstration in blending."
He gave a glance around the building for signs of any other guards, then set the shopping bags down and unclipped the Slate from his hip. "You got out of trying to explain to a grown man how to put on makeup without laughing too hard to talk. I'd been originally instructed to ask you. The shopkeep seemed way too happy to make the strange vai who hid behind a veil 'feel pretty.'" Another glance around, then he selected the inventory rune and retrieved the Thunder Helm. "I needed to get this back to you anyway though, so here I am, all pretty and made up, just in time to see the Gerudo Chief."
Okay, now that he'd headed off too much laughing at the pass, he could have a good sense of humor about it.