>>3690376As you do so Polka wraps herself in a towel and flicks on the light. She winces slightly, but it looks like your treatment did it's job. She then goes to her discarded clothes and pulls her phone out of the pile. Noticing the time, her eyes go wide.
"Yaah! I still need to do my makeup!" she shouts as she mimes drawing the little symbols that sit beneath her eyes when she's in her costume.
She quickly rushes to the door (likely on her way to her makeup table and closet) but turns to face you before you go.
"Get sick soon, okay? I can't wait to take care of you."
With a warm smile and a wink, she walks out of the room, ready for the stage once again.
