"Just a little. I think my over thinking it is contagious." She teased. She stuck out her tongue just a little.
She plucked a one of the makeup wipes from it's box. She took a few sultry slow steps to stand in front of him, getting into character, as it were. Taking the offered hand she swiped at the stain on his hand. Raising on her toes, as even with the pumps on she was still a a good few inches shorter than him, she swiped at just a little smudge below his lower lip. "You missed a spot. And I do appreciate a gentlemanly escort." She fluttered her lashes at him as she was guided out of the dressing room.
Before she let go of his hand, beside the stage door, she straightened his tie. "There is a reserved table, just for you, beside the stage." It put him in the perfect spot, and could very well be the only empty table out on the floor. "I'll see you out there?"