A line of cars slowly pulls away one by one being taken to some other parking lot by the Valet. Even from half a block away everyone can see the bright lights of The Grande Ballroom piercing the night air. The place was decked out in red and gold trim in every imaginable way. The lights outside were all gilded while the sidewalks were layered with red carpet for the honored guests. Everyone who was anyone was invited tonight to celebrate, and there was no shortage of opulence.

Photographers made sure to capture pictures of all the politicians, and stay very clear of almost anyone who gave off a hint of not wanting to be bothered by them. Billy had made sure it was a formal affair and so tuxedos were found in abundance, and the women wore ever type of evening gown one might imagine. Red seemed to be the color of choice for the evening for many.

Billy had made sure to gather everyone he knew, and then some for tonight's event, and spare no expense. The chandelier was hanging lower than normal so that the lights inside would bounce and shimmer off of every glass surface on the gargantuan thing. The waitstaff all carried trays around of different foods, and most importantly champagne and strawberries. It was to be a celebration of all good things that had come to Detroit and to Corktown in recent months, and so it would be. The band played on in the ballroom itself lending credence to the name of the place, and most importantly, giving folks a place to dance and enjoy themselves.

As Billy noticed most of the guests had arrived, and most importantly, the guest of honor, he took the microphone and the band settled down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us all here tonight. It is with great pleasure, and with esteemed honor I present to you Rebecca_Ferrari, the most fine and upstanding of women in this fair city of ours. Let us all treasure her company, fill her life with praise, and congratulate her on all of her fine accomplishments. Most importantly, let us leave today with the hope in our hearts and our minds, and cooperation in our deeds for the brightest longest lasting future for this incredible woman!"

With that, he raised his glass and toasted the woman who had Corktown everything they knew.

The day was finally here for Rebecca_Ferrari to take the reign of Godmother of Corktown.  Rain had 10 dozen assorted colored roses delivered to the  The Grande Ballroom where they were honoring her awesome achievement. . The 120 roses represented each day of her commitment and hard work building the city of Corktown.

What a beautiful affair taking place when Rain arrived at the Ballroom.   When she found a chance to say something to the Godmother she stepped forward.

Godmother Rebecca_Ferrari it’s an honor to share this day with you.  I wish you continued success in building the district of Corktown and admire your contribution to the fine city of Detroit as a whole.

Congratulations on a job well done, much respect.

Kenneth made his best to look good for such an event like that, he was wearing the best tuxedo money could buy together with some social paints and a social shoe. He walked slowly deeper into the ballroom, looking around, the place looked awesome. He saw some familiar faces and unknown ones but he made sure to wave at them all and show respect. He made his way where Billy_Mastrosimone was talking in the microphone, congratulating the new Godmother of Corktown. After he finished, Kenny made sure to applaud loudly with a big smile on his face. After that, he walked towards Rebecca_Ferrari to congratulate her.

"Godmother." Kenny slightly bowed his head with a smile, grabbed her hands and kissed both. "Congratulations on the rank! It was, it is and it will be a honor to work with you. Thank you for everything."

Kenny let go of her hands and bowed his head one more time, to show respect. He turned away then went to the bar to meet his crew brothers.

JonnyBeRed was new to this life, and was still trying to figure everything out. He put on his Sunday best, a black threadbare jacket that still somehow looked ok even after 10+ years in his closet, as well as a pinstriped pair of slacks. He stood alone in the back of the room, trying to both blend in and learn.

Jukera_Dale was on the dance floor showing some awesome dance moves when the music suddenly stopped, he noticed Billy_Mastrosimone grabbing the microphone and congratulating the new Godmother in Detroit. He noticed his boss KennyRusso talking with Rebecca_Ferrari and decided to do the same thing, he made his way to the line of people congratulating the Godmother and waited for his turn, after some minutes, it was his turn.

"Congratulations, Godmother!" Jukera took off his sunglasses and placed them on the collar of his shirt, he respectfully nodded then said. "I wish you the best! May we live long and prosper in this thing of ours. Dale."

Tutte were so glad for Rebecca_Ferrari sake and celebrate her with raising a glas of beer, WE SALUTE YOU MAM!

And we will all continue to both worship you and always be loyal to a great GodMother.

Tutte had a smile on his face when visiting here and then heads out to do damage in the streets.

Ladyfighter walked in The Grande Ballroom and was surprised by the huge amount of people attending the Ballroom. Although Ladyfighter was not the type of woman to dress up with fine clothes, today she had done her best to fit in a dress that was suitable for this occasion.

The photographers tried to make a picture of her, but luckily her bodyguards stood in front of her so they could not take a clear picture. Ladyfighter is not that keen on publicity and certainly not her picture in the gossip magazines.

As soon as the staff passed her with the tray of champagne, she took a glass and walked towards the pile of people in front of Rebecca_Ferrari, so she could congratulate her with this big achievement.

After a while Giovanni_Ferrari joined her in the pile and together they waited for their turn to take a toast on the new Godmother.

They reached Godmother Rebecca_Ferrari after a while and after complimenting Rebecca_Ferrari on her outstanding outfit, Ladyfighter raised her glass.

Godmother Rebecca_Ferrari, congratulations on this achievement and this step forward for Detroit and especially Corktown. I can't wait to work together with you more on making Detroit a fantastic city

After finishing these words she felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around. It was Billy_Mastrosimone. He smiled and took her hand.

Can I have this dance Lady?

Ladyfighter smiled and followed Billy_Mastrosimone to the dancefloor.
 

The Ballroom was magnificent, Luis thought to himself as he stepped through the doors and took a gander at his surroundings.. He took a glass of wine off a servers tray walking around the room and took a few sips while he stood their in amazement. He was quickly spotted by his good friend, Billy_Mastrosimone, who approached to shake his hand and offer him a cuban cigar and escorting him further into the place where he could meet Rebecca face to face..

"Congratulations, Godmother... I have heard great things about you! Corktown has definitely gained a strong leader within you and I couldn't be more happy for you." Luis pulls a large envelope from his pocket stuffed with cash and hands it to Rebecca's security

"For your money purse, Saluta La Madrina..."

Luis tips his hat before leaving her presence and joining the rest of the party, he was escorted to his own section of the party where he remained seated to smoke away on that cuban cigar Billy gave him, he wasn't much of a dancer anyways...

Video had been previously invited by some of his Detroit friends to attend the grand ole ballroom. He looked around and it was in fact that, grand! He smiled as he saw some familiar faces and nodded to those who were in a conversation. He continues to move and the waiter immediately brings him a glass of champagne. 

Thank you friend. 

Upon closer inspection he realized he had seen that waiter previously. A sort of bodyguard for the now Godmother. As he continued to move around he continued to shake hands and greet old friends. Finally he found himself before the Godmother herself. He extended his hand to shake hers.

Godmother, It is with great honor I stand before you today. I hold tremendous respect for anyone who has put such time and dedication into this thing of ours and especially to enhance the Motor City. I believe the Ferrari name is going to be great. I have hard sweet things about you and I would like to say that I look forward to seeing how well you operate in this great city. 

He hands her a present and smiles. 

I hope you enjoy the rest of the night with your close friends. 

With that he immediately met up with some of his Detroit friends who he had not connected with in sometime. 

Joyri frees up her busy schedule for today so she could go pay her respect to the new Godmother of Corktown, Rebecca_Ferrari. She never met her personally but was an admirer of the different achievements that Godmother Ferrari has accomplished so far.  

The place was pretty full as Joyri enter The Grande Ballroom in a long black silk dress, with a slit that rises up her right thigh showing off one of her long shapely legs as her matching strappy heels stroll across the floor. The flow of the dress shows off her lovely curves.  Her long golden locks are flowing freely down her back. She grabs herself a glass of champagne off one of the passing trays and goes and has a seat in one of the lounge chairs by the fireplace to enjoy the celebration.

And then the celebration continued.

Success! Rebecca_Ferrari was set free.

Kiddo walks in to congradulate Rebecca_Ferrari on her GF promotion and bows''''

Bob had decided to go the secound he saw the invite. Hmm godmother, that was something big. And the dear old lady had always had a special place in the butchers heart....well if he had one. It was in her crew he had first started out his association with the mafia, sure he had killed and slaugthered both animals and men before, but never in such an organised fasion. 

So now she had reached the peak of power, hmm that called for some very special sausages.

Bob had spent time finding three people whom he knew she loathed and had killed them in a swift and painfree manner to make sure their meat had no bitaste of stress. He had then tenderised their meat before making them into high quality sausages using offcourse their own intestines...nothing matches the epic feeling of stuffing another person into their own intestines....he just loved that shit....that was why he had become a butcher. Anyways here he was and so excited to present the godmother with the very special sausages he knew would make her happy in so many ways.

Approchin her he smiled at his old boss.

I cannot say how much i enjoy to see you take the title of godmother. Here is my best sausages as well as my best greetings.

He kissed rebecca three times while putting the sausages on the gifttable.

I assure you that this gift will make the streets safer for you as well as make your tommy feel happy.

He then broke down in that odd grin which had not been heard in the Ferrari house for quite some time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if I can have moment of your time." KTI paused as he waited for the crowd to settle in. 

"Some of you believe in fate I suppose, no? The concept that events happen in your life beyond your control. These events create your so-called destiny. Well, I never was much of a believer in fate until I started to reflect on my own life and realized one particular aspect... Rebecca has been there through the whole thing."

KTI raises his glass and smiles at Rebecca. 

"What seems like a lifetime ago I was introduced to this way of life by a man named ArturoStrigliori. He was in charge of distribution in Southern Philadelphia for Race St. Company. Good man with big goals. Fate struck me as Rebecca was also in that crew, and we started working for Arturo around the same time. Even back then Rebecca was the go-getter, the driven one. The one who would work hard to achieve her goals." 

"Alas, fate would strike again as Arturo, our boss was struck down by the hands of a group of terrorists. Many good Philadelphians would perish that day and I know Arturo would be proud to see Rebecca here today."

"Our world's turned into chaos as we scrambled to find new homes. Joe_Ligambi reached out to me after several days and offered me a home in Corktown, Detroit. An old friend Joe was. I took the offer and left Philadelphia. To my surprise, I discovered that Rebecca was also there and was now the Right Hand of the Ligambi Family.... And to this day I still remember her kind words to me as I entered the HQ." 

KTI looks at Rebecca

"Welcome, I had hoped to see you come here." 

KTI smiles and looks back at the crowd

"At the time, the words didn't really sink in. After all, Rebecca was still a relative stranger to me. Kind of like that coworker you see and talk to, but never really form a personal connection to. So I took it as my superior being kind to me. Little did I know that it was fate speaking to me." 

"One fateful Friday morning..." KTI pauses, clears his throat and looks over to KennyRusso and GaetanoRusso.

"That morning we were plagued with yet another terrorist attack. At the time I was the ranking individual available for the Ligambi Crime Family. My task was essentially to organize those within The Ligambi Family I could in an effort to hunt the attackers. One of those men I gave direction to was a man named AnthonyRusso...." KTI lets out a deep sigh. "He didn't make it." 

"After my efforts in those events Rebecca recognized me. When she was given her own HQ she wanted me to be her Left Hand. Surprised by this, I graciously accepted the position. Rebecca, Billy, and I were now heading the Ferrari crew for Ligambi." 

"In the meantime, we saw several of our friends, neighbors, and other good members of our society die. Just when the doom and gloom hit our city. How will we recover? Can we recover? Rebecca... True to her colors, reminded me of Captain John Paul Jones in that she, in fact, had not yet begun to fight." 

"Time went on, Billy was given an HQ here in Corktown.. I was promoted to Rebecca's Right Hand.. And here we are today... All thanks to that kind, strong, caring, and dare I say beautiful woman right over there... @Rebecca_Ferarri." 

"It all started as two strangers.. Now look... Tell me fate isn't real... Congratulations Rebecca, you've earned it!"

Stefano was old school mafia he understood the old ways of doing things.  In Sicily there is no old way there is the right way and the wrong way.  As Rebeeca_Ferrari sat in her chair center of the long front facing table; Stefano stood in line to greet her and to congratulate her.  Stefano thought that one day he would take a seat at that same table and greet people.  As he finally came face to face with the newly appointed God mother he immediately bowed his head and then kissed her ring.  He pledged to be a loyal soldier to Detroit and died at her command.  His life was hers as she was the new God Mother of Detroit.  Holding her hand with Both still bowed he told her that anything she would need if he has the power to get it consider it gotten.  Should he have the means to end someone then at her request he would end that which she call.  He would come if she called and go where she said.  Then he kissed her ring again and departed.  

It had only been days since Admiral Ackbar had arrived in Detroit. After finding a good job in the Motor City he heard we also had a new Godmother. As soon as the news reached the admiral's ear he took a cab to Corktown. Down at the headquarters, there was loud music and a group of highly ranked mobsters waiting outside. The mood was festive and in the distance he saw the new Godmother of Detroit. He quickly made his way towards miss Ferrari and extended his had.

Congratulations on making it this far Madam, may you live a long, prosperous life.  I won't hold you any longer, I hope we might meet again.

Admiral Ackbar looked around for any sign of a drink around here...Let's have some fun around here!

Isabella and Gavin Byrne arrived in a red Rolls Royce Phantom II.  Bella was dressed in a black gown floor length gown and Gavin a matching black tux.  While the Don and her husband were both aging and showing signs of the passage of time, namely the silver and gray in their hair, they made looking couple none the less.  

Bella hung on her husband's arm and chattered away with this person and that as they made their way down the red carpet.  Gavin gave friendly smiles, nods, and occasion handshake but most folks knew to expect that Bella was always the more talkative of the pair.

Finally reaching the new Godmother, both Byrnes inclined their heads respectfully, before Bella hugged the woman who she'd known since her days as a housewife to a guy who frequented her gym. 

"Godmother Ferrari... you've come a very long way from your roots in Race Street.  You will always have a friend in me and my family.  You have our sincerest congratulations and we're very grateful for the invitation to join you in the celebration of your rise to prominence tonight."

She kissed the woman's cheeks.

"I'll leave you to your other guests so that my husband can take me for a spin on the dance floor.  Again, congratulations."  With that Isabella and Gavin went out into the Ballroom and joined all the other partygoers who were cutting a rug to the beautiful music - greeting those they knew as they crossed their paths.

John stood near the back of the ballroom wearing a tux that didn't quite fit right - he couldn't complain though given that he had stolen it just the night before when he heard about this event. He figured not looking like a schlub at such a prestigious even was more important than it being perfectly tailored however. 

After hearing the short speech John applauded with the crowd and then stood in the long queue of people waiting to pay their respects to the new Godmother. After a while John made it to the front and bowed his head respectfully. 

 "I have not had the pleasure of making your acquaintance in the past Godmother Rebecca_Ferrari, and you certainly have no reason to know a small timer like myself, however, without knowing you I know that attaining such a prestigious title takes hard work, dedication, and skill so I congratulate you and wish you all the best. Fortuna e favore sulla tua famiglia."

Bowing slightly John respectfully backed away before taking his leave from the ballroom. 

Johnny received the invite and hopped on a private flight to attend the celebration of the new GodMother Rebecca-Ferrari. Johnny dressed in a brand new tailored black suit and hat combo walked through the ballroom smiling and sipping a glass of champagne. He tried to linger back while everyone was crowded around congratulating. After the people had dispersed a bit he smiled and walked to her.

"Ma'am congratulations on the grand achievement and on behalf of New York i look forward to great things to come"

With that he lightly kisses Rebecca_Ferrari's hand and smiles.

The day’s trials and tribulations had resulted in Louis spending a bit too much time in his office…again.  The prospect of yet another all work and no play day was fast becoming a reality when word filtered through the clattering type writers that there was a large celebratory get together at the Grande Ballroom for the newly crowned godmother of Detroit.

After quickly going back to his apartment to get washed and changed, he headed on foot to the venue.  Eschewing all the glitz and glamour of the carpeted area in front of the ballroom, Louis surreptitiously wandered into the ballroom and found a couple of glasses of champagne.  Downing both to give him some Dutch courage, Louis grabbed another before walking, barely noticed, around the ballroom.  He soon found himself face to face with the woman of the hour.

“Congratulations god mother Ferrari.  Our time together in South Philly was fleeting however I have watched your progress with interest and it is a great honour to be invited into this most special of occasions for you.”

Louis raised his glass.

“I will leave you to your evening.  Congratulations again.”

Rebecca glided away as if on rails while Louis found his way to the bar and took up a position at the end to watch events unfold.