York pointedly pushes Marco's feet off the desk with a roll of her eyes to herself, shaking her head. Yeah, the heat's definitely off Marco for now. She's long since known it's way too late for it, but maybe Arthur could've talked him out of it. Kept the kid delivering pizzas or some other inane bullshit for at least a little longer.

"Yeah, somehow I don't know if that'll take off," she says, a little dryly, and finally looks down at Marco. "Hey, Marco? Why don't you head on out. Me'n Arthur have a little bit of catching up to do." There's no reason that Marco needs to be privy to that, and honestly, he's off the hook for now. At least he'd listened to her earlier. She manages a real smile at him, nodding. "You'n me, we'll get together soon, yeah? I'll show you a few tricks."