"Diamonds sounds excessive. Gold or silver embossed would be fine." He grins a little. Connor is a morning person, but he can be cranky any time of day. "If I had a lawn..." His smile turns just a little wistful. "There was a time, no immortal came into Manhattan unless they either knew me, or were looking for a fight. Does that count?" If all of Manhattan was his lawn, then he was an ornery bastard, defending it.