KingofMeatPopsicles steps out of the Butcher Shop front door and hangs a sign up that read "Going out of business sale" turning to address the streets for anyone who cared to listen he began to speak....

Ladies and gentlemen, I have decided I'm too old to run this business. I have decided it is time to go into semi retirement. I will be stepping down as GFC and handing the reigns over to the lovely, somewhat grumpy without coffee, ConstanceBonacieux. She has proven herself to be more than capable to run the day to day operations it will take to keep Philly thriving in the ways of the mafioso.

When I first stepped up to this position it was something I felt was needed at the time while the streets of Philly were running red with so many of our brothers and sisters blood. I knew they were big shoes to fill and had hoped that it would be something that I could accomplish. Over the past little while I have come to feel that I am just not suited for the position and am more suited for the life of minor crimes and such. I learned many things in my time with Spaceman and then again with my time under ConstanceBonacieux herself. I still have much more to learn and it is always better to do so while observing rather than doing. 

Once Constance has assumed my position another will also be taking her place. HughJorgan has proven himself time and time again within this city and deserves the opportunity to step up and run his own family alongside Constance and JaceCorso. It is my opinion that PH and OCD are better off in their hands rather than mine. 

King approached Constance, Jace and Hugh and shook each of their hands before going to the door of his butcher shop and turning the key one last time. King then headed off down the road in search of a nice old ladies purse that might be a fitting gift for his mother. 

She forced herself to smile as King took her hand in his. A tear brimming in the corner of her eye she nodded in understanding. She'd already prepared an area in a quiet place at the back of the warehouse where no one would bother her dear friend.

I'll see you in my office in the morning, right? I want my coffee hot and sweet and no one makes it as well you do.

Noticing KingofMeatPopsicles start to say something she shushes him.

No, not like you... I said hot and sweet. She winks with a grin.

She turns to HughJorgan and smiles broadly.

I cannot tell you how much this pleases me to do. I've actually had dreams of doing this to you. 

She hands Hugh a stack of papers, the top one reading "Eviction Notice Effective Immediately" and under it, one that had "Lease" emblazoned across the top.

Get out of my warehouse, out of my office. Time to fend for yourself and take care of those we've worked together with for so long. I cannot thank you enough for everything you have done for our family, for me... and put up with from me. You have been the best friend and Right Hand a lady like myself could ask for.

Noticing the time she gathers herself, ruffles JaceCorso's hair and toddles off to find a steak and kidney pie and mug of good beer.

crookshanks saunters in

meow, meow, meow, sorry to see you step down, meow, meow, good luck constance, meow, meow, meow 

Crookshanks darts out the office window 

Ralph had been walking by and stopped the hear what the man who took him in had to say. After hearing KingofMeatPopsicles announce his retirement, Ralph went up to shake the mans hand. He'd done well by Ralph, and had held Philly together after Spaceman's death.

"Sad to see you go sir. You did well by me, and by most people. No one makes it where you did without earning it 100%. Now you can sit back, relax, an concentrate on your grand kids, and on being as old as dirt, like me."

Ralph hands the man a small bottle of good moonshine as a parting gift, and slowly departs, heading for the airport. His flight to LA was due to leave in 2 hours.

Congratulations Constance. You've been a steady oak here in Philly and will continue to lead this city towards prosperity. 

HandsomeRob was strolling through the streets trying to avoid the fan club that kept following his every move. It was then he passed by the butcher shop and saw KingofMeatPopsicles hanging a "Going out of business sale" sign outside on the front door. Rob wasn't quite sure of the details of closing up the superb meat shop... he always had gotten his meat from there. HandsomeRob listened to his friend talk about stepping down. While that news was painful to hear, Rob figured it couldn't be any worse until he heard KingofMeatPopsicles' replacement.

He stepped forward to say a few words to the former Godfather Chairman...

"KingofMeatPopsicles, it was a true pleasure working along side you. I completely understand the reasoning of stepping down and respect you for it. Sometimes its just not meant to be. I hope you find time to chit chat from time to time."

HandsomeRob looked over to his other wonderfully hated friend, ConstanceBonacieux.

"Unlike the typical hurtful, sometimes playful, comments you make towards me... I want to say congratulations. I cannot be anymore excited for you to have this fucking awesome opportunity. And if you ever need anything, don't call me. I will never help you out ever."

HandsomeRob ended that last comment with a sarcastic laugh.

"Good luck to both of you in your future endeavors. I know Philly is in very capable hands."