"Woah, what the fuck happened to you?"


His brash questioning was the result of seeing his boss, GaylordFocker, step into the House of Fock with sunglasses that were poorly hiding a fresh black eye. Offering him a seat to the table Syriana was sitting at to the reply of a rejecting hand, Gaylord answered.

"Oh.. the NPC Father. We had it out."


"You mean..?"

"Yeah, None."

"Oh, boy. What'd you have it out over?"


"Well, he had invited me over to his mansion to discuss my advancement in the city. It was a lunch, actually, and I inadvertently lost control of my knife while cutting my steak, and, well, let's just say that while I might have a black eye, he's missing an eye."


Giving him a raised eyebrow, he couldn't help but remember some of Gaylord's less graceful moments.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, you'd be referred to as having butterfingers. Slicing your finger while cutting turkey for all of the Fockers at Thanksgiving, shooting Eduardo in the head while trying to figure out the safety lock on the Colt I bought you.. Dropping your half of the chest of drawers, crushing one of your assistants.. And don't even get me started on that accidental decapitation while you working in construction for your front job. You really have to pay more attention."


"I know, I know.." he replied, taking off his sunglasses to reveal the full glory of his black eye before continuing. "After some screams, he gave me a very justified right hook before pushing the table over in his pain and rage. You want to know the funny thing? The NPC Father called me to the table to officially name me as a Don of the city. What does he get in return? A missing eye."

"Hah, congratulations - of course, it'd be better under certain circumstances. The Focksticks are ready, by the way - once you ignite them, they'll sparkle for about twenty seconds before giving out. It might make for a nice spectacle, or something. One more thing - You're not going to make me do one of those silly announcements that you made Don, are you?"


Gaylord chuckled before replying.

"Of course not! This will be a private gathering. It's a wonderful occasion when a Focker is in power, and I want to share that with the family. This'll be a private party.. I want everything - i want the Focksticks, I want the Focksters beer on tap, I want a massive cake with our signature Focktard icing.. I want it all, Syriana. But first and foremost, lets just hope we can continue expanding our Focks across the city. We still have a lot of work to do."

Jordyn steps forward and smiles politely.

I just wish to say congratulations on becoming Don GaylordFocker. I'm glad to be able to see this accomplishment of yours and extend the best wishes for continual success.

Adriana walks up to Greg

Congratulations Don Focker! I'm looking forward to the focking party...especially the cake!

Cola_man walks over to his friend Greg

Congratulations Don Focker

Its a pleasure to see what you have accomplish and I wish you the best of luck in the future

:Fluffhead arrives with his arms stuffed with so many "party favors" he can barely see over them:

Congrats, boss.  Don't take too much of this stuff, you hear?  It's pretty heady.

Congrats on Don!

What a joyous occasion this is. This marks a great milestone in this city's advancement. Congratulations to you, Greg, and I hope to see a Don Falcao to work beside us soon.

congratulations

and i hope that cracker on your face heals bro thats nasty!

LittliestMeechem VonFocker lands in LV ready to join the party.

LittliestMeechem thinks back to the days Papa Focker walked him around New York showing him the ropes.

Tears began to gloss up in VonFocker's eyes and one single tear falls.

This is a big Focking day for the Focker clan! You're getting old on us Papa Focker.

Congrats old friend, nice to see this day finally coming for you :-)

I would light a fockstick for the occassion but i havent a focking clue what the focking hell a focking fockstick is:-P

Realising he didn't congratulated his chief he slapped his forehead

"Oh crap, I can't believe it."

Quickly scribbling something on a piece of paper he stole from Gaylord's office

"Congrats on making Don, chief. Respectfully, Peter."

Now to find an enveloppe