Bob stretched abruptly, his arms mimicing the shape of a starfish as his jaw forced his mouth open allowing the biggest of yawns to escape. His body shivered uncontrollable as his body released himself from the tired state of possession. He shook his head in a feeble attempt to clear his brain of fog before opening,

"Hello again, everyone... This is becoming quite the habit - me being here in front of you all, not me yawning my arse off, though that too. I know the last time I stepped out here I didn't come bearing the greatest news but thankfully today, we have something to celebrate. With the very recent movement of Happy Little Trees and ABSOLUTE to Bricktown and Corktown respectively, we have one district still yet to be filled here in Detroit. I've spent much of my time the last few days making these long speeches, so I'll come right out and say it....

I'm proud to authorise the movement of Astra into 12th Street, where he will assume the role of District Head until such time he can step into the big Godfather boots. With all three districts now filled in Detroit, please consider our doors very much open to any recruits seeking a home."

"Please all congratulate Don Astra on the opening of his crew...."

"Morningwood Elite"

Astra smiled warmly and embraced his Godfather, BobRoss.  They had served together under the late Godmother ConstanceBonacieux.  Now they had been sent to recolonize the lands of Detroit together with Don Vash. 

It came as quite a surprise when Mr. Ross approached Astra with the news of the move coupled with the fact that he had been chosen to stand along side such great men like themselves.  He didn't quite know if he deserved it but he would do is damndest to make everything he could out of it.  Not for himself, but for them and the people of 12th Street.  He hadn't expected anything in this life.  Astra just did his best by his late Godmother and was determined to do the same for Mr. Ross, and he would.  

After again embracing BobRoss and Vash, Astra produced a gigantic pair of scissors and flexed them a few times.  He placed the ribbon between the blades and closed it, cutting the ribbon in two.

I now officially declare 12th Street open for your criminal business!

Resistor, someone who was graciously taken under the wing of Mr. BobRoss because of unfortunate recent events, was waiting patiently in the back of the crowd. Still in the process of waking up himself, he was calmly puffing down his cigar and sipping on his whiskey infused coffee. Once the announcement was made of Don Astra being authorized to the 12th Street District, he enthusiastically starts clapping his hands. Being so excited he had to drink a little more of his coffee in order to calm his morningwood. Once things settled, Resistor throws down the butt of his cigar, steps it out with his shiny black shoe and then approaches Astra with his right hand out for a shake:

"Congratulations Don Astra on your new district. This must be such an exciting day for you. Can't wait to see you and your morningwoods prosper this town."

Resistor then takes out another cigar, looks at it with joy knowing that this is one of his finest, opens Astras coat pocket slightly and places it in his pocket. 

"Here you go sir, its the least that I can give for such an extraordinary announcement. I know we don't know each other too well, but everyone here seems like good people. Maybe we can sit back and enjoy these cigars together sometime?" 

Resistor then takes another sip of his coffee, getting a bit more taste of whiskey this time, smiles and stands back slightly so others can congratulate Don Astra as well.

Isabella, only recently getting herself settled, began to receive word of the other goings-on across the United States in other families.  Of course, she knew BobRoss had traveled to Detroit to secure the place after recent conflicts, all told it was good for her as they would remain close allies to the Philly families and she had business interests still in Detroit from her time there under her father.

Bella had only a passing acquaintance with Astra really, which was something of a shock.  In the years her bloodline had been on these shores their families had come into limited contact, but had never really had a chance to work closely together before.  Now, as a Godmother, it was only right to ensure she started making connections to everyone she could.  Business didn't happen in a vacuum after all.

So Bella, made some calls and eventually, a sixteenth-century astrolabe found it's way to Astra's door with a short note included from the giver of the gift.

"Astra,

As we both know from the journals of our ancestors, navigating the waters of leadership is never easy.  The threats and perils are many, but with the right tools and friends along the way, it can prove to be a far less treacherous journey.  May this run be a long and fruitful one for you and please know that you have friends in Philadelphia to help when the night is dark and the way is fraught with danger.  My door is open to you at any hour of any day.  I hope this beautiful antiquity fits with the style and decor of your home and brings you much joy in the years to come.

Kindest Regards,

Bella Byrne."