Yolanda arched an eyebrow at him before nodding. "If you can't have fun with criminals, who can you have fun with?" 

She smirked before gesturing for Omega to play the first song. She knew that if anyone were to walk in, criminal or law enforcement alike, that she wouldn't be seen in a particularly favorable light. At the very least, she'd be hauled off for psychiatric assessment.

'Stockholm Syndrome' flashed briefly in her mind but she pushed it away. She wasn't crazy; just making the best of a bad situation.