Molly was very happy to see Eve. She was able to relax a bit more.
"Pampering? They made me a girl yesterday. Now I want girl hands." Molly looked down at her fingers. She has long, slim fingers, but the nails were chewed back to the quick. "Chemical peels are not good for karatin. Paint thinner thins cells of moisture. Bad spirits in need of exorcising. I want girl hands, nails like paint, take paint. Wear gloves for cleaning up."
Molly took the seat she was led to. When asked if she had a color preference she simply announced she wanted a rainbow of colors and she trusted the miracle workers.
The girls here were already all buffed up and shining. Pretty as a painting. Muses or fates? Or maybe musing on fates.
"I plan to pauper a prince." Molly giggled a bit. Doing girl things was an order.