The Doctor looks at the display curiously- he doesn't know why they change the names of these things so much.
He unscrews the cap on one of them and looks at the specks of glitter in it with a small amount of confusion.
It's a deep purple, almost a violet.
Why the glitter though?
He runs it over his lips, rubbing them together with practised motions and shuffles to the side to see in the long mirror running the length of the display.
Well it doesn't suit him unfortunately but he can tell instantly that Missy will love it. He buys one of each colour they have, oblivious to two girls in crop tops laughing at him rather unsubtly.
He makes sure to search for her more usual shades, grabbing them too and the closest approximation to his own favourite colour.
It does require trying on twenty-four different shades before he gets the right one but he doesn't really mind.
He puts one of the paler ones in his basket too. He thinks the humans call it lip gloss and it's not what Missy normally wears at all but nevertheless he thinks it will suit her.
"Um- sir?"
The Doctor turns, blinking owlishly at the rather confused looking human who had been tailing him for the last twenty minutes (not that he'd noticed as involved in his comparisons as he was).
"Yes?" He asks, staring at her with raised eyebrows.
She looks down at his basket and her mouth drops a little, eyebrows shooting up.
Quickly she steps back, both hands in the air.
"Sorry sir- it's just- we thought you might be- don't let it bother you. I'm sorry about this." She blusters, still eyeing his prospective purchases with shock.
"It's just we wondered if perhaps you needed some help- you see most men don't have a clue what to get for their girlfriends and it's a bit- you know- to try lipstick on in the way you did. It looks like you have everything handled though sir- I'm sorry for bothering you." She tries to explain.
The Doctor misunderstands.
"Oh no- she's not my girlfriend- we're friends." The girl smiles widely, eyes narrowing a little as she lets out a laugh.
"Of course. Of course! Don't worry- I believe you. Good luck though!" She says, still grinning and heading over to another customer waving at her with a grumpy expression.
"Ah- sorry- got to go! Hope you have a good day sir!" The human exclaims.
The Doctor stares after her in confusion.
As it turns out the Mistress is very fond of glitter lipstick. She seems uncertain of the pale pink lip gloss.