Skeppy only smiled further in satisfaction, giving him a quick peck to his lips before sliding off the top of the desk, grabbing one of Quackity's hands to encourage him to follow him to the overly extensive vanity where Skeppy kept *most* of his makeup things, ranging from brushes to various pallets; anything and everything one could think of, he had at least two of. Hey, what could he say? He overly enjoyed makeup, and he jumped at every chance to use Quackity as a ''test subject'', even if he rarely ever tested things on him. Well, not in the makeup world at least. The diamond had him sit down at the stool in front of the vanity, though facing away from the mirror because mans preferred to see what he was doing without the mirror reflection unless he was working on himself, grabbing a brush and eagerly prepping, though stopping for a moment just before he started. "You've gotta *promise me* you'll stay still this time, I swear... If this ends up being as asymmetric as last time? Yeah, no, you're fuckin' me all night long as an apology, so *sit still* this time, m'kay?"