Don't worry, I'll learn.

Somewhere, not too long ago …

… a tickle-wrestling match reaches its inevitable conclusion …

Whadda y'wanna do now, ratbag?

Les do a makeover.

A makeover? Wha'does that entail?

Thas when we do each ovva's hair an' makeup, so we look rool boodiful.

You already look beautiful. Don'cha?

Yeah, but a makeover makes you look rooly extra boodiful.

Yeah? Well, I don't have any makeup, matey.
(… not that you need to know about, anyway.)

I know. Thas why I bought my own.

What? Whadda'ya got there, buggalugs?

Thas my makeup bag

Pffft, bloody makeup bag. Whadda'ya doin' with a makeup bag at your age? 'ay? Whadda'ya got in it?

Lippy, an' eye stuff, an' eyelash stuff, an' stuff for covering up fweckles, an' …

Where'd ya get all this rubbish from?

Auny Lilly gave me mos' of it …

Mmm-hmm …

An'nis was fwom Auny Daisy. An mummy gave me dis one.

Right … okay … makeover it is then, I guess …

Well, whadda'ya reckon, wombat?

It's okay. You're not as good a'dis as Auny Lilly though.

That's not much of a surprise, is it?

No'weely. you're no' vewy good a' being a girl, are you Auny Awex?

Is that right?

Yesh.

Ah … right … well, maybe you can teach me how to be more girly, 'ay?

… … Yep. I fink I can do dat for you, Auny.

Alright, so, what're we gonna do now then, Ms Terra?

Les go to da park an' kick da foody awound.

… Okay. Should we clean all this gunk off our faces first?

… … … No-oo! … Dis is whad makes foody more girly.

… Ah … right … of course. Silly me.

Don' wowry Auny, you'll learn.