She can’t help but stare. She knows it’s rude - she was raised with better manners than that - but she genuinely can’t help but watch this large purple man go about his business. Was he an actor? His clothing looks like armor, and if he was using body paint, it was surprisingly realistic. And whatever sealant he used worked wonders, because she couldn’t see any purple rub off on the things he touched.

And...oh no, now he’s looking at her. She totally wasn’t subtle at all. Oh no.