Fee nodded with a half-smile. She liked this guy. That's what she'd decided -- she liked this guy, and this place. At the end of the day, she liked the idea of working someplace where people were actually invested in where they were, instead of just using it as a stepping stone to get ahead -- which was how most of the rest of SoCal seemed to operate.
"You've got it, boss." She returned his smile. "See you around."
And with that, as Ysolde approached, Fee turned to her and said,
"Listen, you're kinda hard to read, but it's OK if you make me work my ass off to prove myself to you. For now, though, I want some fancy kind of drink with like, lychees or Tahitian mangoes or some crazy kind of infusion in it."