"With regards to those brave souls who decide to room with our good Herald..." Ermac grinned at Crowley, "Sound Mastery is a beautiful thing."
The Obrimos surveyed the Libertines. Fluke and Mae were perfect for reconnaissance. One to nudge Fate to look favorably on them. The other to patch things up if the operation hit a few bumps. Even Falstaff appeared to have improved his bearing. If he was as Ermac suspected, he needed a push in the right direction and careful monitoring of his progress.
Money was always a troublesome thing. "With regards to a Treasurer, I am unaware of who is running it, if at all." A very long pause. Coming from Corporate he had experience with it. He wanted to see who would rise to the occasion. Equal opportunity for everyone.
A simple nod, "Alright. For the time being, if everyone is okay with this, let us shelve discussion of the Treasury until our next gathering. This will give everyone time to think it over."
Facing Falstaff, "If you are available, you and I can chat after this meeting has adjourned."
"So does anyone else have any other business they wish to address?"