She blinked when he held the hat over her head, taking it from him and holding the hat along with the glitter gel in her hand. She studied her reflection with the hat a hanging mirror. It was pretty in a sort of 'edgy' way, but it wasn't her. She put the hat back in its place.
"Maybe, but I don't know when her birthday is yet." she looked at the hair gel. "I might just get her this. I can see her with it and it's small enough to not be 'extravagant."