Bahorel made a mental note never to change those, and never to bring the black phone, which had a ringtone that basically screamed out "Boooty Call" when he got texts or phonecall, with him when he went to work for her.
"Yolande seems...I've dealt with all kinds of people." Bahorel said, at last, since he'd seen a LITTLE of her. "And well, one of my friends is kind of like an exaggerated version of her so. I think I can deal with it. I still let HIM live." he added, smirking to show that was a joke. Well, mostly one.
He slipped his own phone back into his pocket and reached to shake hers. "Of course it's settled. I'll see about getting the notice put in next night they've got me on."