"Doll themselves up."  He waited for her to figure it out in silence and the smile on her face when she handed him the brewed tea suggested she had, though she didn't dig for more.  That was refreshing. Pansy would have snuggled into his side and said, "Do I?" and forced him to reassure her that, no, she was one of those special women who were beautiful and interesting even without spending an hour in front of the mirror every morning.   He wasn't sure he'd seen Pansy without makeup in years.   He'd never seen her not pulled together.  