Zoom strolled into the park one afternoon to an interesting scene;

Blood and feathers were everywhere - a curious smell of manure and iron in the air. What the fuck? Zoom thought to himself, scanning over the situation for a moment. A semi-circle of cops were standing around BirdPerson and all of them had their guns drawn. BirdPerson appeared to have the severed arm of...somebody, in his mouth. Zoom blinked a few times before sprinting towards the commotion. In the blink of an eye he stood between BirdPerson and the group of aggravated officers. 

"Godfather Zoom, we're here to arrest Consigliere BirdPerson for the murder of Georgie Ruzario - he's coming with us and you'd be wise not to -" 

Zoom tilted his head to the side and shot forward, striking his hand through the chest of the officer. It was a neat trick Zoom had picked up ages ago, vibrating his hand fast enough to enter through a solid object. It didn't take much effort with your hand inside someone's chest to rip out their heart. With a grin on his face under the mask that he so loved, Zoom yanked out the officer's heart and threw it on the ground at the feet in front of his brethren. 

"First of all, none of you tell me fucking shit in this city. Do you understand that?" Zoom paused, spitting on top of the still-beating heart of the cocky cop who thought he'd act tough. 

"Secondly, as far as Georgio Ruzario goes... Are you idiots being force-fed drugs down there at the station or what!?! That scumbag had debts all over the States, particularly heavy in the area of Jersey. Fuck off with your insinuations."

Zoom reached into his pocket and handed BirdPerson a piece of paper that read "@BirdPerson has been promoted to Don". 

"Third, you're fucking talking about Don BirdPerson now. And I assure you that you would be wise to look elsewhere for your culprit." Zoom finished with a slight growl in his voice. The group of police fled in various directions without haste. Zoom pulled the mask from his face and let the cool breeze float through his hair for a moment before turning his attention once again to BirdPerson.

"Congratulations my brother." 

Taking a stroll through the nearby park, Chromatik's gaze searched through all Spring had to offer, her feet carrying her through the main path throughout the park that led the tourist to the prettiest sights. Glancing to her left, she noticed Zoom with BirdPerson. This was an unusual pair to see in a park and she wondered instantly if something bad had happened. Letting her legs carry her over to where they stood, her forehead creased with confusion as her right hand pushed up her handbag on her left shoulder.

"Hey guys, what are you doing here?" she asked, a slight curious tone to her voice as she tilted her head. No doubt they were surprised to see her too. Noticing the piece of paper Bird had in his hand, she leaned over to read it before instantly squealing a little. It all made sense now. "Congratulations, friend. I have no doubt you deserve this. You are an asset to have here in Los Angeles." she said, grinning widely as she gave him a quick side hug.

Giovanni was cruising around his Cord. It felt nice to be driving after so long. With his hand just about fully healed, he was enjoying the last days of freedom before going back to his usual workaholic self.

He saw a spectacle of blood and guts on his left and stopped the car in the middle of the street. He saw some of LA's finest scattering around for cover as Zoom, Chromatik, and BirdPerson moved quickly. He fired up the engine and got ready for some speeding. The impressive engine reacted to him mowing the pedal down and he swiftly opened the window. Driving beside them, he inquired:

"Y'all need a ride?"

It was pretty much rhetorical, as they were mostly out of danger. Peering at the paper in BirdPerson's hand, Giovanni felt immense happiness for his friend.

"Congratulations! It's nice to see you flourish in our beautiful city. We should grab a commemorative drink, whenever you're free."

Making a pretend toast with a fictional glass, he sped off into the street, avoiding a couple of cars on the way.