"It's yours? That's a shit ton of make-up, babe. Do you do Joe's make-up too? It's cute if you do. Rekker doesn't wear make-up so I can't put some all over his face unless---he's asleep and I play dress up on him."

Bjorn giggled because he knew Rekker would get so pissed if he plastered make-up all over him if he slept or something. Grabbing some hairspray, Bjorn began spraying some all over his bleached blond hair.

"Fuck yeah! How does my hair look?"

The Swede now amping his hair up creating crazy volume.