Skids remains still while the purple and black car circles him, noticing where the hat is removed from and, not surprisingly, feeling better for its removal. He'd thought that joint was moving a bit odd...

Reaching out, though, he does help the newcomer with the hat until its on just right, and notices that he's still holding onto the second one.

"Got a date?"

He can't help but smirk when he says it, though it wouldn't surprise him. Plenty of people had arrived in pairs, or in...more than pairs. Some had even arrived in masks.

Thus, when the final question is asked, Skids just stares for a moment.

"Well, it would be kind of odd if that was your regular face, wouldn't it? I mean, not that its bad, it just seems sort of hard to form any expression with."