"Good." Jolie is sated by the answer and she dials the bitch back by a hefty percent, taking on a more reserved expression. Well. For about a hot minute until Swann pulls a goddamn candle out of that purse.

"Do you have an entire Only Bath Salts in there or something, girl? You're like a walking fragrance aisle." And a nifty little thing too, Jolie's opinion is raising even if she continues to be a callous ho. You know what? Fuck it. "I like you, kid." She extends a well manicured hand toward her. "Here's to working together."