Frisk looked around the elegant purple house for Muffet. Eventually, they walked upstairs to Muffet's room and opened the door. They looked around the room, but didn't seem to find any sign of her. As they approached the door to Muffet's walk-in closet, however, they began to smell the familiar scent of musty, pleasant smelling smoke.
Opening the door to the walk-in closet, Frisk passed by rows of different outfits, most frilly and/or purple, to see Muffet looking into an oval mirror.
Her black hair was down, and it was long enough to reach past her waist. A big fat purple cigar was in its usual place in her mouth, and she periodically took a hands-free drag on it. She was wearing a poofy lavender dress, six purple opera gloves, and a wide-brimmed violet hat with a flower in it.
Her six arms were being used to brush her hair, apply make up, drum her fingers on a nearby table, blow-dry her hair, toss a few nearby spiders into her mouth, and adjust her hat, respectively. As Frisk approached, Muffet saw them in the mirror and said "Oh! I didn't see you come in."
Muffet set down the hairbrush and blow-dryer before turning to face Frisk. "So dear, you may be wondering why I've decided to dress up like this."
Muffet puffed a cloud of purple smoke shaped like a heart. "You see, I'm getting ready for a blind date. I trust I'll be able to leave you alone in the house, and won't have to tie you up in a web?"
Frisk nodded.
Muffet giggled. "Very well, sweetie." She said, adjusting her hat.
Frisk gestured to the hairbrush and hair-dryer, as well as similar items, on the table.
"Oh, you can help if you want." said Muffet, nodded.
Muffet turned back around to face the mirror. Frisk pushed a stool up behind her and stepped onto it, reaching over and grabbing some hair-care tools.
Over the next half hour or so, Frisk worked on helping Muffet look nice for her blind date. With the assistance of some nearby spiders, they worked on brushing, shampooing, rinsing, blow-drying, picking spiders out of, and combing her hair. They also help with working on her nails and make-up. Meanwhile, Muffet cheerfully chatted with them about various things that happened to her in the past, including a rather amusing anecdote involving a tree, a box full of explosives, and a street urchin.
When Frisk was done. They stepped off of the stool and let Muffet take a look at herself in the mirror.
"Why, I look beautiful! Thanks for the help, dear." said Muffet. She happily took a drag on her big cigar.
Frisk followed Muffet as she walked towards the front door. Right before she opened it, Frisk grabbed a purple parasol from the floor and handed it to Muffet, who opened it to reveal a spiderweb pattern.
"Why, thank you, sweetie, this really completes the look." said Muffet, twirling the parasol around. "I'll be back soon. Wish me luck!"
Frisk gave a thumbs up.
"Ta-ta for now!" said Muffet, blowing a smokey kiss that landed on Frisk's cheek before she headed out the door.