The Wilshire - Las Vegas

It was 3:38 AM as Jeb laid fast asleep in his bed, and, sure, it got a bit damp in The Wilshire's basement, but that was how he liked it, he would sometimes lay there in the huge room which housed most of the hotel's amenities and attempt to make his voice echo within the large confines which were his humble abode. Yet tonight, everything would change, as the echoing would reverberate back to him through the form of an alarm, blaring loudly and for all to hear. 

Was it a drill? 

Jumping up from where he lay, Jeb rushed into action! He was truly the champion they would need, if only he had remembered that he slept without any garments to restrict his blood-flow. Reaching the lobby of the hotel, there stood Vivian, who was waiting there to give him a bit of information that would change the course of human history now and forever.

"What's going on?"

Grabbing a pillow from one of the nearby seats, he promptly covered up as Angy walked into the building with a few of her bodyguards and loyal men. They explained to him that he would be needed to run his own family out of the district of Summerlin, they needed a strapping young lad to help its continued growth as Larry left for the city of Detroit. 

"I'll do it.", he said for lack of a better thing to say at this particular moment. 

Putting on a nice pair of slacks and making a few tactically placed phone calls to a few local construction sites, a small building was erected a few blocks away from The Wilshire, and the family named was placed on one of the walls to signify that he ran this area.

The Shack

"Grape, let's go." as Jeb tugged on the leash they both made their way to the new headquarter to begin building something as the doors officially opened, but then never closed again because it was a pretty poorly constructed door. 

She skipped up to him on the street and wrapped her arms around him. Sure she made it so he felt a bit flushed and his mind raced a bit, but what was the point of having friends if you couldn't fuck with them from time to time. She pulled back and grinned at him, "Your mother would be proud." she told him before skipping off down the path. 

 Congrats Jeb, best of luck to you my friend! :)

She didn't want to see him go. For all of his goofiness, he was a superstar when it came to being a RH. He always used the utmost discretion when it came to the client list. He made sure all of their weird wants and needs were ready for them when they checked in. It would be hard to have someone else trained that well. But, he was also needed in Summerlin, as LEADER, and Vivian knew that it was job that he was well suited for. 

As she watched him clear his things out of the basement, she teared up. She watched as he packed his spiderman jammies, and his batman bedspread. The hotel would never be the same. No one rollerskating through the hallways. No one dancing on the front desk. He was one of a kind. 

She called Bella_Swan and had her send over a case of the  finest chocolate milk and 35 boxes of Dippin Dots (Those were Jeb's favorite) and a new freezer to keep them in.

She hugged him tight before he left and said quietly " I will always have a room for you here, don't forget that this is your home. Good Luck my dear! I know you will be a fantastic addition to the Summerlin leadership. "

Ravi shyly walks up to Jeb, offering a handshake. 

"Congratulations! I am certain you will achieve a lot of success! Bravo!"

Frank walks up to Jeb with a smile and nods.  Shaking Jeb's hand to congratulate him on his bump. 

Well Jeb it paid off, all that hard work got you where you are.  I know success leads to grand pay offs so keep your standards brother and keep going the way your going.   I hope to see you around from time to time.  Best wishes to you my friend. 

Seeing the crowd growing Frank takes that a his cue to allow Jeb to meet and greet his well wishers and business partners.

Mr_Rasta enters the scenery, wearing his celebration suit that has an exotic touch to it and looks very colourful.

He only pulls it out of the closet for special events or celebrations. In his hand he had a huge celebration spliff, which he looked forward to smoke soon.

Congratulations JebBush, good to have you here in Summerlin Man!

Rasta then lights his spliff and starts to conversate with the other guests.