Chase greeted JoliBebe, and as she went in for a hug he gave her a cheeky pinch on the bum, JoliBebe jumped back and he gave her a wink.

"Thanks for the invite, and my flight was very good thank you, you have thrown an awesome party here." Chase took JoliBebe to get  a drink, he poured two glasses of the whiskey he had brought with him and handed one to Joli "Drink up." Chase downed his glass and poured another. He noticed Elias from across the room chatting he called him over and took out another glass "Come have a drink with us Elias, i have not seen you for ages." 

Chase was about the pour another drink when Isabella_Luciano arrived, Chase excused himself for a second while he went to wish her hally birthday "Happy Birthday Isabella." Chase gave her a kiss on the hand "We have not spoke before i am Chase RHM of the Carebears in Seattle, pleasure to meet you." Chase gave her one of his cheeky winks he learnt from his father and went back to JoliBebe who was waiting for another drink

Joli rolled her eyes at the Chase, he was a cheeky one. She drank the drink Chase poured for her before she had forced him to dance with her and Hope on the dance floor. After awhile she returned to the bar for another drink and nodded to Chase as he quickly ran over to Wish Isabella a happy birthday, while he was talking to her she noticed Elyan and WalldonClarke make their entrance, she greeted both men and accepted gifts they had presented to her.

"Thank you for coming! It means so much to have your presence here." Joli smiled as she showed them quickly around, pointing out the birthday girl on the dance floor, the bar, and the present table. WalldonClarke excused himself to go to Isabella and Joli joined everyone else at the bar.

She let Lordian refill her glass of champagne, when Chase popped back over winking at Joli and pouring her another glass of his whiskey he had brought with him .

"Are you trying to get me drunk! You're up to something cheeky Chase!" Joli stared hard at him going into a stare contest until he finally blinked.

"I win." she laughed finishing off the whiskey knowing all too well he was winning because the alcohol was starting to hit her, but she was in good company so what did it matter. She leaned on him for extra support as she watched everyone have fun dancing and mingling.

"I'm totally going to have to throw another party, whose next on the birthday list!?" she shouted sticking her tongue out raising her champagne glass in the air as her glass of whiskey was empty yet again.

He fumbled with the invitation in his pocket. Lord knows how he ended up with it. Most likely attributed to that VIP list he kept hearing about. Offering it to the enforcers on the door, he paced through. Dressed... better than normal occasion would call for, Jack scrubbed up well in his fitted Jacket and slim line tie.

Isabella was one of those voices he had heard frequently about the streets, however had never formally introduced himself to. She struck him as a resilient and considerate person, something he admired. While meandering between his thoughts, he took a small glass from a server and knocked it back. Well, now he needed another, reaching out to replace it on the tray. Yes, this was a strictly professional attendance to see a short black dress and wish her a happy birthday.

Shaking his head, Jack blinked hard, catching himself thinking all the wrong things. He subsequently missed the tray and the dainty vessel spiraled with abruptly ended grace to the floor. Mezzo was gone though, his back turned to the birthday girl and the server looking suspiciously guilty of being a klutz.

Well that was an unexpected thought. Probably time to go.

Spotting Kittie and Star across the room, he made a glance back towards Isabella, then swiftly weaved through the crowd towards them. Maybe he'll have one more drink then leave.

Star was glad to greet her friend, sharing some small talk before she had to go and greet other people who were still arriving. A small part of her wondered just what the godmother would say so she made a note to try to stick around and help afterward with the cleanup, even if she'd had one too many drinks. 

The night wore on and there was plenty of drinking and dancing. She made her way around the floor, greeting people she knew and wishing Isabella herself a very happy birthday. The jazz band was cooking as they played well into the night, breaking only a few times to get drinks for themselves. 

The sound of shrieking piqued her curiosity and she turned, only to see a server fumbling with a tray that had champagne dripping off of it. She figured he must have slipped and spilled but it seemed that no harm was done as he wiped up the spill with the towel he had draped over his arm. Star turned to return to her conversation when she heard a soft but familiar voice call out her name. As Jack appeared next to her, she smiled sweetly at him and waved another waiter over for a glass of champagne. 

"Jack, you have to try this. Normally champagne is so dry but this one is amazing! I didn't see you come in earlier, where have you been hiding?"

Chase looked at JoliBebe, "So what if I am trying to get you drunk?" Chase laughed while he poured himself another drink "No more for you then." Chase smirked approached her and put his arm around her he whispered something in her ear took a step back looked around the room before grabbing his coat to go outside for s smoke.

"Think about that." He said to her before grabbing Elias to come outside for a smoke with him, as he was walking out he turned back around and blew JoliBebe a kissed, laughed and left.

Elias accompanied his good friend Chase outside for a smoke... he took out his stash of illegally imported Cuban Cigars...to which were running rather low now....'I must source some more of these, too good to run out, and I can't go back to this cheap shit' Elias thought to himself..

As they both got outside Elias turned to Chase and shouted ....  I GUESS YOU WANT TO WALK....WITH ELIAS...! He chuckled loudly, and would say this catchphrase so often, it almost started to annoy people, yet Chase always understood his brother well enough to not put a bullet straight in his head..

So there seems to quite a lot of showmanship from you to JoliBebe, keep yourself safe Chase...JasonLeeScott is not one to be fucked with..!' 

Elias offered Chase one of his cigars, waiting to see if there was anything in what Chase was doing, or if he was just playing the fool...

Isabella laughed as Elias was danced into the arms of another MAN!

"Evening, Madam." Dub smiled. 

She slowed her laugh.  "I'm I so old now that I'm to be called Madam?"  She said playfully arching an eyebrow.  "Or is that what you're telling you're going to tell my father if he finds out I've been dancing with handsome, powerful men of Chicago?  Perhaps you think that I'm finally old enough for you to work your infamously wonderful Irish charms upon?"

She spun outward and in - coming back into Dub's strong grip.

"It's very nice to finally be able to actually talk to you.  I've missed seeing your face on occasion, since moving to Detorit, Don Dubliner."  She said honestly in a conspiratorial whisper, "There's something about a man with a nicely trimmed beard that makes a girl's heart go all a flutter!"

Dub was about to say something in response, she was SURE it would be witty and fun - he did have that sort of reputation and she (unfortunately) had yet to enjoy it for more than the briefest of moments... it seemed tonight might, likewise, be doomed.

"Isabella Luciano!" Elyan announced as he approached. "We've not had the pleasure of meeting, but I've heard many good things about you and your father. I know he's a great man, and it seems he's raised a remarkable young woman. My name is Elyan Llywelyn, and I work with Godmother Hope." He thumbed over his shoulder to L.A.'s head who was tearing up the dance floor STILL...

Isabella and Dub stopped dancing and she shook Elyan's hand with a smile.

"I just wanted to be sure and wish you a happy birthday. One only turns twenty-one once..." he laughed. "I'd say I still remember my twenty-first, but, it didn't mean what it does now when I hit that age. I was already well on my path by that time." His lips curled up as he remembered things from a long forgotten past. Shaking his head, he returned his attention to the young woman.

"Well then, I won't keep you any longer. Go and enjoy your party, my dear. I do hope you'll like the gifts my people have brought you." He smiled and, though he looked in his late twenties, something about the way he carried himself, and the look in his eyes, told her he was older than he seemed... But that would be weird, would it not? He spun away and headed back to the bar to rejoin his group, waving at Hope and bowing his head in respect to the woman as they passed.

"What a fascinating man."  She said watching him walk away, before returning her attention to her handsome Irish dance partner.  "Now... where were we?"

Dub leaned in and opened his mouth, Isabella eagerly awaited whatever romantic or delightful thing he might say when the band suddenly changed from the song to a fast paced Lindy!  People began moving so rapidly and Dub was pulled away by another woman before he even got t to speak it.  She let her eyes follow him as he spun away laughing at their rotten luck, her eyes expressed her regret and desire to be reunited with him.

Just the WalldonClarke reached Isabella.  He tapped her partner on the shoulder and spoke "Sorry sir, the Don..."

Isabella realized it was a ploy to get her alone.  She'd met Walldon at the casino and the time they spent together had been a real HOOT!  She smiled as the gentleman began to move away Walldon took her hand.

"I hope you enjoy the Lindy Hop?" the dance was fast paced and fun, Isabella couldn't stop laughing and delighted in Walldon's company.  The dance seemed to end far too quickly.

Catching his breath, Walldon removed the gift inside his jacket pocket and placed it in her hand "Happy birthday" he said with a mischievous smile. Once Walldon handed over the gift he headed towards where he had seen his boss.  Isabella opened it and found a set of car keys and instructions on how she had to find it hidden in the city.  "THANK YOU!"  She said running over to Walldon and kissing his cheek.  "Once I find it I'm taking you for a ride!"

After Elias walk with him out bust, Chase wondered if they were infact Cuban cigars he was smoking or something different but none the less Chase still accepted one. He lit it and took a drag, a puff a smoke filled the sky.

"These are some might fine cigars you have here my friend." Chase said to Elias, he then thought about his last comment about JoliBebe, "Oh its nothing." As he said that he turned away so he could not see his smirk.

"Anyway you telling me to be careful what about you and Isabella_Luciano, I saw you two, I hear her dad is a fucking animal, I think its you who should be careful."

Chase took another drag from his cigar and let it waterfall out of his mouth, he saw his question had embarrassed Elias a little but he has to look out him.

BudKnight had heard of some fantastic festivities that were occurring to celebrate the day of birth of the one and only Isabella_Luciano. There was a wonderful person planning this event known as JoliBebe, although it seemed the Marie must have been hosting it all. So Bud felt that he must make an appearance and bring along some refreshments since he had plenty stocked up due to his business associations....

He was riding on top of a cart the was filled with beer and pulled by two noble steeds and eventually Marie's HQ came into sight. Hurrying a bit, he made the rest of the journey in quite a short amount of time. Pulling on the reigns and then hopping off the cart before handing the reigns to a one of his bodyguards to take care of. 

"Make sure these horses and cart are secure. The rest of you shall help to bring this beer inside for the noble women and men to drink!" He motioned to the cart and then towards the HQ. 

He then straightened his bow tie that he wore on the outside of his famously blue armor before climbing the steps to the door of the HQ. 

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

Waiting only a few moments before somebody answered the door for him and let him through. Once inside he saw the many people who were already celebrating Isabella's birthday. There was only one thing he had to make sure to do before he starting joining in too much...

Ah, there she was! He made his way over to her as quickly as possible.

"Hello Isabella_Luciano! I hope you are having a wonderful evening. I've brought some refreshments to help keep the party going. Also this is for you." He handed over a wooden box with a bow on it. 

She looked at him a bit shocked, but opened up the box. Inside was a dagger with a wooden handle that had a fish scale pattering carved into it. The scales were differing colors to create an almost rainbow effect. Upon the metal was something else carved in a very small print...

Though she be but little, she is fierce.

"I hope that she can serve you well. She is well crafted blade and I pray her edges never dull. I do hope you like it!" He smiled.  

It had only taken a moment to have the gift from Spartacus be carefully added to those from the people closest to Isabella. It was likely to be something quite special so he took care to see it done personally. Once that business was seen to, Ravel took a moment to scan over the crowd and take stock of those arriving. Notable members of the criminal underworld from around the country seemed to be in attendance from Godmother Hope to crew leaders such as Elyan from LA and Chicago's very own Dub with several hands in addition. He made a note to speak with each of them as opportunity allowed and ensure that they are shown the utmost hospitality during their visit. After all, he was responsible for this place under the circumstances. First though, he would be remiss if he did not properly greet Isabella_Luciano. Seeing all of the competition for her attention he supposed she may even relish the opportunity to take a breather. Ravel would certainly enjoy seeing the same men wonder about his intentions.

He paused briefly on his way to the bar to relay a song request and couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of the concern it would inspire in some present. Sliding a tip to the server carrying the request, he resumed his path and approached Isabella_Luciano and WalldonClarke with a wolfish grin. "If you'll excuse my interruption I feel I must apologize for taking so long to welcome you Miss Luciano, and if you'll allow it I would be honored to make it up to you with a dance." 

He gave a polite bow and offered his hand to lead her back out to the floor. When she took it, he briefly raised her hand to his lips and kissed it before leading her away from the bar. As they found a place at the center and Ravel found himself relaxing in the familiar territory of dancing, the band began to perform his request. "It is a pleasure to see you grace our city once again. I do hope you enjoy my choice of song. I've heard it's catching on quite quickly, though I do confess I wonder if it might give people the wrong idea." His eyes took a mischievous glint as they flicked a brief glance to the bar to gauge their reaction in the hopes that they were coming to EXACTLY that conclusion. The look lasted only a moment before returning to Isabella's eyes though. This evening was about her and not his amusements, even if the two might coincide in this case.

In spite of himself, he couldn't help but admire Isabella as they danced. She was truly a lovely woman and had gained a great deal of bearing, even in the short time she'd had with her newfound family. If he were a few years younger Ravel would almost certainly find himself competing with the same young men whose consternation he was planning on. Reminding himself of his principles though, he pushed these thoughts aside for the moment.

His smile softened and he lowered his voice to a conspiratorial tone. "I do hope you are enjoying yourself. Joli and I both suspected that a night of freedom would be just the thing for this occasion. That said, I do notice that you haven't been given much of a chance to breathe between young men vying for your attention. Perhaps I can be of some assistance in that matter? Your father's attentions aren't the only thing I can help you evade if the need arises."

Before Dub could again speak, he was whisked away by another young woman keeping in line with the periodical switching of partners. Always the gentleman, he complied and insisted on a fair dance. As the song wore down, he bowed to the young lady and gave her a short bow and turned to applaud the band before they played their next song. In all honesty, Dub was a little winded. One can only foxtrot for so long. 

He began to make his way towards the bar and picked up his hat along the way. He spoke to the bartender,

"Have your servers prepare plenty of drinks, I wanna get the next round for everyone."

As the servers began to pass drinks out to all the party-goers, Dub made his way towards the stage for a quick speech. He thanked the jazz band and stepped up to the mic.

"And how about a round of applause for the band and Mr. Cab Calloway?" He stepped away for a moment and applauded along with the crowd. "Beautiful music, as always. Pardon me for the short break, everyone. I wanted to say a few words as the servers pass out drinks to you all. I think a toast is in order! First of all, thank you to Jolibebe and all those involved in setting this up, it really was a tremendous feat; I just hope the cleaning crew can do a good enough job to make it look as if nothing happened tonight!" Dub chuckles to himself and smiles, "And I, of course, want to toast Miss Isabella_Luciano for constantly reminding us that, though in some aspects it may seem oxymoronic, we all hold potential for good within ourselves."

Dub lifts his glass towards Isabella and smiles. 

"And for that, I'm sure I speak for all of us when I say, we are forever thankful for that. Cheers, yeah?" 

Dub lifts the glass to his mouth and drinks.

"Anyways, enough of that! Mr. Calloway, thank you for giving me a moment. Enjoy the rest of the night everyone!"

And with that, Dub hands the mic back to Cab Calloway and steps off the stage and toward Isabella.

"Miss Luciano, it was nothing but a pleasure," Dub smiles, "I wish you the best birthday evening but I have a pretty early meeting tomorrow morning... If you find yourself in Chicago in the future, let me know. I'll be in touch." Dubliner winks as he turns to leave.

He takes a few steps and turns over his shoulder. 

"By the way, miss, I'll get in touch with you in about a week to coordinate your birthday gift... It'll require a vacation for you. All expenses paid to New York for a few days. Plus, a trip to the National Archive. A private tour to see your mother's signature from when her and your grandparents came to America."

Dub turns to face her. 

"It's always important to remember where you came from." Dub smiles. "Enjoy yourself!" 

And with that, Dub made his way to the doorway to head down to South Side to get some rest before his meeting. 

Isabella's mouth hung open.  She had no idea that Dub had such an interest in her, nor that he'd go to such trouble!  She closed her mouth, raised her glass to him in response and gave him a smile that said OCEANS about how very much she lamented his early departure.  Of course, she knew better than to think the Don couldn't wiggle out of any meeting that he wanted.  He clearly wanted her to want more of him.  That was one of the first trick any lady learned about attracting men.  

She hated to admit it, but Dub did it well.

She looked towards the window and that's when she saw it... Marie's car was pulling up outside.  She thought her dad and Marie had gone out to town tonight, she honestly didn't expect them back just yet.  Looking about the room she noted that it was a who's who of mobsters from all around the USA.  Surely they wouldn't be mad about such a glittering assemblage of people brought together to celebrate with her... would they?

Her eyes drifted to JoliBebe and the memory of both Marie and Salvatore's reactions came rushing to the front of her mind.  This was potentially the WORST and most UNLUCKY turn of events EVER.  There was no time to clean the mess, hide the alcohol (and no doubt drugs and god only knew working women upstairs most likely - knowing some of these louts!), there was no time send away the band, or all the guests... what the hell could they do other than get caught throwing the largest party of the whole damn year RIGHT IN THE GODFATHER'S LIVING ROOM!?!  

She felt like she was watching an cataclysm happening in slow motion.  "If Marie doesn't know about this... and I'm sure she doesn't... we are soooo fucked."  She thought to herself that she should have kissed every single one of her suitors tonight, as she watched her dad and Marie get out of the car.  Lord knew this might be the very last time Salvatore let he see the damn light of day ever again.

Lucky got out of the car and headed around to help Marie. They had stayed in Vegas a little long and now they where getting back to Chicago later than they expected. Lucky had decided to stay the night in Chicago with his new bride but Marie stated that they needed to stop by her Headquarters first to check on some things. Lucky was going to use the time to call Spartacus and see how Detroit was going. 

He could hear loud noises coming from inside. He turned to Marie_Lucania

"Is there something going on here tonight?" he asked. 

Joli was enjoying the evening watching Isabella and all of her friends have fun while she was sipping on some champagne when her friend ran over to her in a panic. She was going on about a car that had arrived with Marie and Salvatore. Joli getting wide eyed and temporarily frozen with fear stood there for a moment before coming to.

she then quickly ran to the window and gulped, they weren't due back this soon....were they? she then looked at Isabella_Luciano, and Ravel. She took a deep breath and suddenly her eyes got wide with excitement. She ran to the stage and grabbed the mic from Cab Calloway and quickly spoke.

"Hey everyone so THANK YOU, big shout outs to everyone making this possible for her birthday BUT this is now a congratulatory wedding party for GodMother Marie and her husband Salvatore. So with that said please don't mention the birthday and give a great big welcome to the newly weds as they enter, which is like any second right now!" Joli then tossed the mic back to Cab and he began singing. She then jumped off the stage and with Ravel's help began tearing down anything and everything that read 'Happy Birthday' 

"There's no time to put up the presents, uhhh we will just come up with something else!" She frantically yells as she is looking at Isabella. At that moment chase walked up to her with concern because he had seen the car drive up with Godmother Marie and Salvatore in it. Joli immediately hugged him. "Please help me get rid of anything birthday and spread the word that this is a wedding party! Make sure everyone is on board, NO BIRTHDAY HAPPENED HERE TONIGHT!" She grabbed onto Chase shaking him, as he nodded in shock at how Joli was acting and went straight to work helping her stay out of trouble.

Before they entered Joli was just finishing up in the kitchen removing Isabellas name from her cake along with the words happy birthday, she ended up smearing the lettering into a messy pink heart and used white icing to write an M & S forever in the heart on the cake. She then brought it back out and set it down on the main table for all to see grinning and trying her best to act normal.

Marie shook her head.  "Nothing that I know about.  I was expecting it to be quiet here tonight.  Everyone has been so busy lately with their rackets and jobs that I assumed it would be much the same tonight."  

As the walked up to the door, Marie noticed all the cars... and a cart with horses.  "What the hell..." She pointed to one of the cars.  "Isn't that Isabella's car?  I thought she was in Detroit."

Confused she opened the front door and stepped inside to see a party?  Suddenly it dawned on her what was going here and she exclaimed loudly, "RAVEL!"

A grinned grew on her face. "Ravel, you really should not have gone to all this trouble to throw us a wedding reception.  You are so thoughtful."  She looked around for her exceptionally talented RHM to give him a big kiss on the check. 

It was a nightmare come true. Marie and Salvatore had returned in the middle of the party with no time to do much of anything. His only chance would be to find a way to play it off as something, ANYTHING, else than what it was. In a panic he sprinted away from Isabella to pull down the "Happy Birthday!" banners strung across the room. So long as they were gone the party would look as if it were for anything at all. When Joli joined in and started shouting about a wedding celebration he realized they had a hope. If they had been to Vegas then surely there was a chance? They had seemed pretty circumspect about the whole trip.

Ravel pulled down the last streamer he could see and shoved it into the inner pocket of his suit jacket just as they walked in the door. He hoped desperately that Joli would take care of everything in the kitchen and jumped noticeably when Marie shouted his name. He knew he'd only get one chance to sell this so he took a deep breath and put on his best smile to approach what might be the most danger he had ever been in while silently thanking God that Joli had been right.

"Welcome home, Godmother Marie! Don Salvatore! Congratulations on your marriage! It seems as though we turned the surprise around on you a bit. I do hope we haven't stepped on any toes with the announcement. I tried to keep it under wraps by telling people the party was for Isabella, but Joli Bebe was helping with the party and let the cat out of the bag so to speak. Just the same I wouldn't have been able to do all this without her help. Would you like to step up to the stage and say a few words? I'm sure Mr. Calloway wouldn't mind a bit."

Ravel gestured up to the performer and his jazz band, his heart pounding like a jackhammer as he hoped that nothing would seem out of sorts and that the streamer hadn't left a noticeable bulge in his coat. If they saw that they'd know that the cover story was more real than it sounded...

Lucky looked around the room a bit skeptical. How did any of them know of the wedding? 

He leaned into his wife. 

"Did you tell anyone what was happening in Vegas?" he asked Marie_Lucania

"Cause I didn't even know what was going on?"

Marie leaned over and whispered to her husband.  I told Ravel that I was flying to Detroit to pick you up before going to Las Vegas for a quick trip.  I didn't tell him, but I did write a note to BudKnight to let him know we would be in his city and why.  Ravel must have read it before sending it on its way.  I actually encourage him to do this sometimes so that he can stay up with what is happening."  

Marie motioned to the man up on the stage that let him know that no speech would be forth coming and so the band picked back up where they had left off.

Joli popped up beside Ravel and grinned at Salvatore innocently.

"Ravel was in my office the other day and mentioned he noticed Marie had a flight to Vegas for a few days with you, so I put 2 and 2 together and put together this part. I figured if I was wrong oh well, at least we get to have a great welcome home shindig! You know me Sally, always looking for an excuse to have a good party and throw some glitter." She shoved  quickly squatted down grabbing a scoop of glitter off the floor and throwing it at Salvatore grinning the biggest grin she could possibly do.

"Surprise!!!" She waved her hands in spirit finger motions. "So was my intuition right?" Joli bites her bottom lip looking down at their hands to see the rings and then smirked. "And besides we haven't even had a baby shower yet! So think of it as a party to cover everything! wedding, a baby soon..."  then dropping to a very low whisper... "Isabellas twenty-one..." Joli then induced forced coughing which Ravel reacted by slapping on on the back of the chest and showing concern.

"I need to get some water, excuse me!" She quickly left still fake coughing towards the kitchen for water

Isabella stood quietly in a corner, watching as Ravel and JoliBebe scrambled to turn her birthday into a wedding reception for Marie and her father.  A part of her was desperately hoping it would work (her dad had been mad enough about events concerning her of late) and another part of her felt her heart sink into her toes.  

While it was kinda funny, the whole trying to pull the wool over her Dad's eyes and joining in with all these good people to help keep her 'parents' from catching wise to their antics... it WAS her birthday and this wasn't exactly how she imagined it ending.

Still... JoliBebe and Ravel were good people... she didn't want them to end up in stitches or ditches for trying to help her celebrate this important milestone.

Turning her back on the celebration she had the bartender refill her glass.