"But there's still something wrong about you, Sam" Chiara said.
"W-what do you mean?"
"Umm... I see! It's your lips!"
"What's wrong with my lips?"
"Don't you see how dry they are? Sam, to be a model, you need to pay more attention on your appearance!"
"But..."
"Shhh... Fortunately, I have something here to help you."
"Wait! Isn't it a lipstick?"
"Of course not, silly!" she giggled. "This is just a colorless lip gloss. No one will notice that you are using this, and your lips will be moisturized."
"I don't think..."
"Just close your eyes and pout your lips!" she demanded.
Samuel didn't want to do so, but there were already some people watching the scene. He didn't want to draw even more attention.
"Fine!" he finally said, doing what the girl had said and feeling like a sissy.
"Now it's much better!" Chiara said at the end. "You can keep this lip gloss. And remember to use it all the time!"
"Umm... Thanks?" he stammered, and then they began to walk again. He could only hope the girl had told the truth when she said it was colorless...