Ginger fire elementals? Bonnie almost asked if he'd met Ryan, but dismissed it. Derailing him further? Probably not a good idea.
Also: monkeys and fake sisters what the fuck?
"You can use mine," Bonnie said. "Or I can call you a cab. And I'll take you in the theater while you wait - you don't need to make any more of a scene out here than you already have." I'm guessing. She stood a little straighter and opened her purse - and the tiny head of a young Fennec fox popped out.
"Finally," Endellion announced, high voice as haughty as could be. "I was suffocating in there."
"What... you..." Bonnie blinked.
"You can't expect me to stay at home with the boys! Really, Bonnie, you know better. They're practically savages!" She jumped out of the handbag and landed roughly on the cement, letting out a little yip as she went. Besides, the familiar went on, this said to Bonnie's mind alone, I would positively kick myself if I missed out on you taking on a charity case.
Bonnie sighed and looked back to said charity case. Tell me about it. She fished her phone out of her pocket and knelt down to offer it to him.