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The child beamed at the compliment, but then shot her own mother a look. "Nooooooo... I am sure Mom's the expert here!" She giggled a bit and then moved onto the other pair of eyelashes, snipping them at the correct length as well before setting them on the table.

Carolynn had been observing for a decent while, however, she now needed to do some work too. She casually seemed to scoop up the handle of a hairbrush that had been lingering at the borders of all the makeup equipment. "While she's working with you on the eyelashes, I will go ahead and get started with your hair. You have about half the amount most girls have, so it won't take too long I think." It wasn't her first time working with a girl that was lacking in the hair department, but there were ways around it to make the girl still look extremely feminine. "The curlers have been heating up, so once she gets you to a small break, I'll get started."

Hearing this seemed to cause Mystery to perk up in a slightly rushed manner. "Oh... well... I work one eye at a time... I put the glue on one eyelash, let it tack up a bit, then put the lash on and wait for it to dry. You just get to sit there and keep your eye closed." The girl had set down the lashes and soon enough had hopped off to get the small tube of eyelash glue. "It'll dry... then I get to help you open up your eye... then rinse and repeat!"

Returning to her stool with an applicator and the tube of glue, Mystery pointed to Arilee's right eye. "Let's do your..." Her eyes briefly had to roll up as if to remember which side that would be on herself before confirming "...right eye first, okay? Just close it for now, but lightly!"

The child used the applicator and delicately dabbed on a bit of glue to the side of her hand. She held the blonde's fake eyelashes for a bit, humming lightly before suddenly dipping in and pressing them close to her natural eyelashes. With her pinky, she pressed on them a little more before setting down all the instruments she had been holding.

One thing seemed to make the child a bit uneasy, and soon enough her insecurities were vocalized. "Mom.... um... should I do the other side at the same time since she's keeping both closed?"

Arilee wouldn't see the pale haired woman nodding, but the response was soon clear when the child picked up the next pair of lashes and repeated the same steps for the other eye.

The mother then retrieved a single curler, then approached the blonde and put a hand gently on her shoulder. "Alright... I'm going to get started now." She seemed rather adjusted to working with people who had their eyes closed without startling them too much. A sure sign she had been doing this for a while. With that, the woman gingerly portioned out a section of hair and began to roll it up before seeming to pin it up with the curler.

"I promise you, there's no voodoo going on here, Arilee! I'd probably lose customers if I practiced such things." She laughed before a certain child added her two cents to the conversation.

"Everything Mom does can by done by anybody! Sometimes Mom teaches classes on how to do the makeup or the hair like she does in the appointments. I've been to every single class!" The child beamed for a bit as if she had rights for bragging.

"You also don't pay the fees, Mystery... so it isn't as big a deal as you think, sweetie," the woman reminded as she dealt with another section of Arilee's hair.

Carolynn leaned in slightly after her comment seemed to cause some sort of reaction in Arilee. She looped up another section of hair and clipped it, then made a comment.

"You know, this is not a laugh-free zone... you are allowed to laugh! In fact, I will be encouraging it a lot when we get to actually shooting the photos!"

A subtle nudge and a momentary pointing of Carolynn's fingers to Arilee's lips didn't go unnoticed to the child (though probably was missed by the blonde).

"Oh right!" was squeaked out before the child then mentioned "In a few moments, I am going to put some stuff on your lips to prime it for when I put the actual lip color on, okay?"

Off the stool, and once she hopped back on she had a small brush and a tube of a jelly-like liquid. With a little dab, she soon enough was painting the client's lips with a clear primer. "I will leave that one for a bit..." she announced before hopping off and coming back up with some liquid eyeliner.

Carolynn continued to make progress with Arilee's hair, drawing closer to finished with the bundling process.

"Okay, back to your eyes! I have to add some eyeliner... and once that dries I think I can help you with opening your eyes again!"

A final roll of hair was put up, then Carolynn mentioned "I'll be right back... I'm going to go grab a couple things." With that, the sound of heels upon the hardwood floor could be heard walking away down the hallway.

After some fussing with painting with a tiny brush along Arilee's eyelids, Mystery finally seemed finished and gave the client some room to breathe. "I'd love to give you a mirror to look... but you have your eyes closed... and I don't really like people seeing my work until everything is done. You look so gormageousisness* though, Arilee!!"

There was a giggle before she then explained "Once we get your eyes open, I need to do a bit of touch up with your eye makeup, then your lips... and then I am done! Mom will probably finish up the hair soon too... I think she went to go grab you something to put on once we finish here!"

The child soon enough was pulling out a couple pieces of facial tissue and setting it next to her on the table.

"Okay... I want you to slowly try to open your eyes... it might stick a bit, but I will help you get them open."

With that the child put a hand upon Arilee's shoulder, signaling she should start opening her eyes.

As Arilee managed to get the eyes open a crack, the child stuck her fingernails delicately under the lashes, helping to prevent any awkward stuck areas from staying stuck. Her touch was quite light and well practiced it seemed, making the process seem all the less startling when considering a child had her fingers pretty much right in the blonde's eyes.

"Okay, you did great with that!" Mystery seemed to chirp. She pulled her hands back and soon enough was leaning in, seeming to stare intently at the older girl's face. It might have seemed like the child was trying to stare into the windows of Arilee's soul, but that was not the case.

The silvery haired girl was just trying to judge what she needed to touch up.

Before she could say anything else, the photographer had made her way back with a few things in hand. Hanging off of her arm was a black one piece swimsuit with red accents and cherry patterns decorating the majority of it. On top of that was a black scarf with red polka dots. In her hand were a basic pair of red heels and a couple pieces of jewelry.

"Arilee, I think I found the piece for you!" With a cheery hum, the woman briefly paused by the client so she could get a look.

"Ooooo... that'll look gormageousisness*!!!" Mystery's oddly colored eyes finally seemed to lose focus upon the blonde's face and soon enough was looking to the outfit.

"Oh... what a good job you've done, Mystery! You just need to touch up the eyeliner and add a bit more 'smoke'... then the lips!"

With a small giggle, the child nodded her head, then asked "Could I ask you to close your eyes one more time? This will be the last time, I promise!"

Once the blonde's eyes were closed, she'd feel some gentle brushing of little makeup tools over her eyes again.

"I'm glad you approve... it seemed bold enough to suit you, Arilee!" Without much warning, the woman seemed to join in crowding the client, taking to removing the curlers while the child continued to fuss with the makeup. At one point the woman paused, then uttered quietly "...blend the smoke slightly more towards the edges of the eyeliner, sweetie..."

"Oh, right!" was the squeaked out response. Eventually Mystery mentioned "Okay, open up again!"

Arilee would find Carolynn pulling out a couple bobby pins, and the child setting down her current makeup tools in favor of a small brush and a small cake of bright red makeup.

"Hopefully you don't mind hairspray... it smells kinda bad..."