Prosper blinks at the joke, not outwardly offended but not signalling that he was impressed with the raunchy statement in open Court. In the past, York had spoken openly about her own Succubi exploits, so he was sure not one actually cared. Old formalities died hard, however. At his open distaste with the Ventrue Priscus' behaviour, Garrett nodded in a resigned fashion, looking more tired than anything. He was openly confirming that Simmons broke a Law, which he had an inkling no one would follow up on given the Herald actively covering it up and Arturo being banished. He spared a flicker of a glance at Lina.
"Seems like it is a simple absence of staff, Graham," he said evenly, the criticism of management unsaid but the connection easy to make for the sharper ears. No Harpy, no Talon, no policy for screening new Kindred arrivals other than 'talk to your Priscus', which the Nosferatu had departed without the population to appoint a Whip.
The Seneschal getting swarmed by Haunts and the Judex getting bumped to sidecar was interesting to witness, though at this juncture just served to highlight the inconsequential nature of the Domain in the grand scheme of things. He grinned as he shook the polite and prickly Lord. "You will show him a good time, I am sure."
Once proper goodbyes are done, Prosper exits Court