"Yes, ma'am," he said, pulling the Slate back out of idle. He hadn't even bothered to put it back on his belt, or change the screen from the picture, just let the screen go dark.
He gave Pruce a pointed raise of one eyebrow while he held the Slate up to show off the picture. "Zumi's the blonde, she's the hairdresser and lady who's making a helluva trek while two and a half months pregnant," he said. "So be nice to her. This might be about the only time I tell you to not give her shit, but try to be more charming than usual."