Jenny shrugged at the 'offer' to ask. No doubt there were strings attached and she didn't want to sound like she had more than the general interest of a new arrive. As far as she could tell, Invictus were very much like faires out of Irish stories. "Well, if you ever have downstairs jobs I'd be willing to hear them out at least." That was a thing. Downtown Abbey said so.

"Well, I'll try to keep the dog off your lawn." she grinned. "That's what I've been told." Last court aside apparently. "Quiet and free of covenant turf fighting too." Which was true. One of the few things Tuscan had going for it was there were no turf fighting. But you could see it just below the surface. The way eyes shifted in court, like they all wished they had laser eyes. Really, really wished.