"Right." He agreed simply. Although the bar was open to all to do as they...pleased, it wasn't run by a shady person. At least, not on Zander's first impression of Maeve. She seemed to care for her employees and their protection. That would do for him.
Though the gargoyle was somewhat surprised at the lenient terms in getting a 'warning'. But this was not his bar, and he would respect Maeve's wishes. "One warning, no basement." A slight curiosity as to why--but he didn't care enough. He just needed a job and this would be simple enough. Zander was a quick learner. "Any day is fine. So long as my shift ends by witching hour so I can keep the bridge. If it's not my turn to guard, I can stay longer."
With that, he reached out his hand to seal the deal. It seemed to be what people did either when saying hello but often the kids at the holy school he guarded used it to seal deals.