"Just an aisle, then?" Jolie quips back fast, looking a little smug at her own line. She's so caught up in her self satisfaction that she doesn't have the chance to do anything but get pulled into that hug.

She grunts, and it's very unwomanly, but she wraps her arms lightly around Swann's back both as a courtesy and because she's already getting a soft spot for her. "Shit, you're chirpy." She mutters, and she can't help worrying this place is going to ruin her, but she tries to push that thought backward for now.

"Between you and me, we're going to have ourselves a Victor. Finally."