She wrinkled her nose. Okay, so they were some strange hybrid of extremely capitalist Ventrue and the Giovanni. Didn't matter what label you slapped on that nonsense. It was still...nonsense. And super gross.

Diana suddenly felt like she needed to take a shower, just listening to it.

"Yeah," she said, "I can't really blame you for not digging that philosophy. But if it means anything to you, I don't think we have anything like that here in the City. I mean, don't get me wrong, there's corruption to fight. But not on that scale."