"Oh, god, I know, right?" Gwen laughs, rueful, and begins rooting through the colors to pick one. "It gets everywhere. When I do my right hand, anyway; I'm okay with my left, because I'm using my dominant hand, but the other..." She's got steady hands, but she's far from ambidextrous. Biting her lip, she almost chooses a navy blue, but forces herself to veer away. It's a girls night. She should pick something more fun. Lifting up a shimmery aqua polish, she leans back. "I think this one."