Clary grinned up at the boy exuding enthusiasm on the other side of the desk. "Hi there, well um, I'm not the one whose doing the face painting, but I can ask the lady over there if she'll let me borrow her paints while she's busy if you'd like? I'm an artist so it's not a problem," she smiled reassuringly as she stood up to head the short distance over to Myrcella's desk. "Did you say you wanted to be a tiger?"