Having been terribly busy serving drinks and meals to a broad array of customers, Tammy noticed how she found herself attracted to the world of crime. She overheard many topics, she made an expertise of serving one table whilst overhearing the next. She knew very well when she heard important men and women were discussing delicate topics or when they were simply socializing to keep up appearance.  

For example, several times she overheard discussions on mobsters's standpoint on other's ranks within families and the comparison with the crews they were in themselves.

What does it mean to get your button?
What abilities does it take to become the Godfather of a city or district?
Is the title of consigliere of a family worth the same in the different cities, or even in the different crews within that same city?

As she had her feet resting on another chair, whilst sitting in a similar one, she overthought the issue of ranking within the closed structures.
Were the people discussing these issues having a point? Were people promoted too fast? Or did they talk about issues they could not know of?
Surely, part of the work people this was visible to the entire world, but there were also many activities that were not being noticed from the outside. A newly made Made Man could either be a massive earner, or be sharing wisdom with the upper structure of a family or city. Were the people that were raising these issues to one another simply jealous..?

As Tammy rejected that last point, she came up with an idea.

What if..
What if newly appointed Made Men were to be given a place to celebrate? What if the leaders that were giving these men and women their button had a place to speak about the qualities of these people? Would it conflict with their code of silence about criminal activities? Tammy looked up for a moment
Surely the leaders of this world would be swift enough with their words to not give away any sensitive information on what they had done or were going to do, right? She nodded to assure herself.
And for these newly initiated people, it could give them a great opportunity to present themselves to this world, to thank their former sponsors for what they've done for them, to speak out on how they feel receiving this honour to feel trustworthy.

This could work.. Tammy mumbled, before changing her mumbling to actual talking as she continued speaking to herself

This could work..!

I am going to create a podium on the Streets for ceremonies!
I will ask my Crew Leader Soseki and his Right Hand Lust for financial support to build the stage. Surely my late father's employer Random would love to add in..?
Tammy knew Random had a strong opinion on how Made Men and above should follow orders when needed, as recently he retaliated a refusal to do so with a single gunshot.
To make this place succesful, I will make sure to adapt the level of my catering to what is requested.. Whether it is formal and sober or outspoken and absurd, I will make sure the podium is adapted to every style, for people getting their button. I don't care about the type of style, thinking of Donny_Donowitz, she smiled, I would even make tea for non-British straight men!

Well... Once an idea is in Tammy's head, she does not have it in her bottom

Tammy started gathering people that she thought would have an opinion on the matter. She discretely invited Blagger, Adonis, Richard and Typhon by sending them a notification of the podium she would be opening as soon as the first person would be wanting to step forward.. Or be presented.. as being the newest person of honour to the community. Discretely of course, that went without saying..

The podium had to become a centerpoint attention. She decided to ask Godfathers DeeSe7en and Assunto of Detroit to be present at the time the stage would be officially opened. At the rate the carpenters had started their work, the retarding effect would be more likely to come from the preparations of speeches than the finishing of the actual stage.

Tammy smiled.

Busy days overseeing the final touches in the construction of the Tranquillity headquarters left Soseki eager for some fresh air, so today he'd decided that during lunch he would wander down to see how Tammy's project was coming along. He had an idea of what it was, but nothing precise. It was unusual for him to finance something that by Tammy's own admission was never likely to bring money in to the family, but he had a soft spot for the young waitress and wanted to see what she could accomplish given an opportunity. 

Immediately the size and quality of the construction impressed him. Tammy was nothing if not efficient. Soseki spotted her ordering some of the carpenters about and waved as he walked over. 

This is quite the structure you've got here, Tammy, and I could have sworn that only yesterday this plot was just dirt and rubble! Now explain to me again what exactly all this is for. 

As he listened, the brilliance of Tammy's idea was revealed. Of course there were occasions when it was appropriate to meet or celebrate in private, especially given the nature of our business, but there were also times when it would do our society good for some events and promotions to be celebrated publicly. It could provide an opportunity to introduce a newly made man to our wider society, or simply to bring members from different regions together to forge connections across families and cities.

I really like where you're going with this Tammy. I'll be more than happy to hold some of the promotions and events we'd normally have in HQ here when it's appropriate and everyone involved is on board. Hopefully we'll see others taking advantage of these facilities as well when it suits their needs. Honestly if the promise of your catering can't bring the people in I don't know what will. I'm sure Rampage will be able to find some use for it, and I've never know Lust to turn down an invitation to a good party.  

Taking another glance at the podium Tammy had built from scratch in just a couple of days, Soseki wondered how long it would be until she herself had something to celebrate here. And just who would provide the catering then?

When Soseki waved and approached, Tammy immediately knew he was coming here to celebrate himself getting the title of Don. She blushed, as she neither had finished the stage for celebrations, nor managed to cater for the festivities Soseki must have had in mind for his massive promotion.

As he started the conversation, she appreciated very much that he didn't immediately start about her not being prepared for his celebrations. Tammy took her time to explain the idea and apparently Soseki was not too disappointed about her not organizing anything for him. Or at least, he didn't show. She smiled as the leader of her family complimented her on how the stage looked.

Of course.. Of course the true ceremonies should be held inside of the headquarters of the family.. Whether it is standing on top of a soapbox to sing an initiation song, organizing a contest, having the whole organization drink too much booze (why did she think of Becceh now?) or for all I know do an obligatory poledance.. Wait..
Tammy stared for a moment
..do you think we should include the facilities for similar events on this stage..? I don't know..
Space-pole dancing? We could facilitate that, too! And what would a leader like Rubix do as an initiation? Have them play fetch?
Having been philosophising like Sartre over the possible events on the stage, she turned back to Soseki, asking

Are you sure you will pay for it all?

Tammy climbed onto the stage she had instructed to be built herself.

She looked proud, holding her chin up, wondering what Soseki was going to say about her in public.

She looked to her left, then looked to her right.. Then looked a bit puzzled, as she expected, at least had hoped, for more people to actually use the stage..