Rebekah nodded. "I'd say you're fine for now, love. No need to get into the heavy routine until you're older. Besides, you don't strike me as the full-on makeup type anyway." Lucy didn't require it either. She had nearly flawless skin without adding anything. Still, her comment earned her another chuckle from the vampire. "It's pretty nice not to have to worry so much about complexion," Rebekah replied.
The blond wasn't surprised Lucy had an idea about how many siblings they had. The Mikaelson's were not exactly subtle. "It's alright, darling. As I said, he's come and gone before. It never gets easier, but there is hope he will return someday." Rebekah missed Klaus despite how he could be a royal pain in the butt. "And yes, we have two others here, my sister Freya and my brother, Elijah. We're a big family."
She shrugged and turned back to the rack. 'There is certainly no harm in trying," Rebekah said. "Sometimes, you end up finding something you never pictured yourself wearing, but it looks amazing on you."
She shifted through a few more tops. "Yes, this retail therapy. In my opinion, some of the best therapy around."