Barty growled softly at her tone, trying not to give in to the the pout on her lips. No, this was a business call. He was not allowed to think about..well, anything he was currently thinking about.
"Right then," he said, clearing his throat. "Any suggestions? Normally, I wouldn't ask but you should know that I do value your opinion." Really, Barty thought she shouldn't even be a Bounty Hunter. He wanted her to work for his office. Even though he could call upon her anytime he wanted, he wished he had someone he trusted implicitly under his official employment.
His lips twitched. "If our talent is more skilled than our subjects, will it matter?" He'd talk to Malfoy, too. He was certain both Svetkova and Malfoy could be trusted, but it never hurt to back that up. "What about you, Chas? Can you be trusted?" His tone was light, not accusatory in the least. It was a testament to her effect on him that he was joking at a time like this.