BB made an 'ooo' sound, plucking the glitter from Vinnie's grip without asking.
"On me or on you?" She asked, undoing the cap without a second thought and immediately beginning to apply it to Vinnie's face; football player-esque lines underneath each heavily-lashed eye, followed by swirls that moved over his cheeks to his chin. One hand tapped a finger under said chin to get him to look up toward the expansive blue and white cloud dotted sky, drawing more swirls over one side of his neck.
"All right, I think we should just head up Fountain and hit Hollywood itself, see if there's an entrance for the march there. Anyone else we should be on the lookout for?" Then a thought struck her, making a little gasp pop out of her mouth. She stepped back dramatically. "Vinnie. We didn't bring any signs." BB had been so wrapped up in putting together her outfit that she'd completely missed the opportunity to make a funny but politically charged sign that would vomit her feelings on all issues onto everyone around her.