Hazel: Even if it didn’t hurt my hands, I wouldn’t be interested in doing this every day . . .

Hyacinth: If you like how it looks, I could keep doing it for you?

Hazel: It’s really fun for you?

Hyacinth: Well, yeah!

It’s like painting. But on your face!

Vine: I prefer to think of it as “symbolically ritually anointing myself with the ashes of my enemies.”

Hyacinth: Vine’s motives and feelings are also valid.

Hazel: Is your other friend not coming?

Hyacinth: Angelica couldn’t make it today. Pucker your lips now, okay?

Hazel: Okay.

And so:

Vine: Rad.

Hazel: This is really fancy, Hyacinth!

Hyacinth: Yeah . . . you look really good.