The sun was beaming down over Downtown, Los Angeles. The heat had been at a record high for the past view days and it didn't seem to be cooling down any. The only thing that was more relentless than the heat was the traffic leading from Downtown to Pasadena. Princess rolled the tinted window down, looking out at the line of cars in front of them. She popped her head back in, crossing her legs and shaking her foot impatiently. 

"Drive faster, Edgar! We can't be late to absolutely everything! Aegor is going to kill me!"

Edgar grumbled from the front seat, knowing it was always Princess' fault due to her poor time management skills. 

"Well your highness, you did have the ladies in waiting do your make up several different times, which to me seemed a bit excessi...OW!"

A sucker flew up from the back seat and smacked him on the cheek, startling him and making him swerve. Princess was just sad because she knew she would miss everyone from the old Golden Company palace, even Vociferus. She crossed her arms from the back seat, chuckling and looking out the window once more. Sighing heavily, Princess reaches into her hand bag and pulls out her gun R-Kelly style. She flings her arm up through the sun roof, firing off a few shots, ensuing panic on the road and causing the cars to drive faster or move out of the way. Edgar steps on the gas, screams filling the air behind them as they make their way to Pasadena. 

Arriving at the new headquarters, Edgar slams on the breaks before hopping out, opening the door and reaching in to help the Princess out of the car. She placed her sunglasses over her eyes and takes Edgar's hand, stepping out and smiling at the crowd around them. Spotting Broken-Glass-Ramona and DickReady in the crowd, she blows a quick kiss to them both. She turned to see Mikhail, JohnWalton, Viktor and Dominick standing by the stairs, passing around a bottle of vodka she knew they had brought straight from her club down the way. Edgar tugged a bit and they made their way to the front steps. Princess steps up onto the top step of the building, stepping around the ribbon tied across the entrance. She had to take a moment to soak it all in. Princess looks to her left, smiling at Berserker, the sweetest left hand man a girl could ask for. She nods towards him, flashing a bright smile before turning to her right to see Lancelot, one of her oldest friends and confidants at side. She knew she She clears her throat, tapping the microphone with her gloved finger.

"Hello all! I want to thank you all for coming! I know you are all gathered here today to help me celebrate a momentous occasion for Pasadena and Los Angeles in general. Today is the day that Pasadena acquires it's own Princess! I am here to open my castle doors to you! With that being said, I present to you the new headquarters of The Sophisticates! Pasadena is about to get sophisticated as fuc...." 

She looks over to see Aegor pulling the mic plug and shaking his head. She snickers as she grabs the golden scissors and quickly cuts the ribbon to her new home. The crowd roars and the doors are pushed open as people head inside to enjoy the party.

Broken-Glass-Ramona looked on at Princess unveiling her new castle, beaming with pride at her oldest and closest friend. Hijo de puta, she thought, she's finally done it. Her smile widened as she pictured Princess's mother standing next to her on the steps, a graceful arm draped over the shoulders of her beautifully grown woman of a daughter, taking the bull by the horns. As the crowd cheered as the ribbon, now cut in two, drifted through the air to the ground, Ramona gave out a shout of celebration. Fueled by the hype of the cheers and a deep love and pride for Princess, Ramona rushed up the steps to her friend and kissed her deep on the mouth. Leaning back, she took Princess by the shoulders and said loud enough for Princess to hear over the cheers, "You get it, chica! Princesa would be proud!" Letting go of her friend, she stepped back to rejoin the jubilation of the onlookers. 

¡Felicidades, mi hermana!

Nikki was somewhere in the audience as Princess started to speak. She smiled, seeing Princess about to hop on this new venture of hers. As she witnessed the cutting of the ribbon, the crowd erupted with excitement and messages of congratulations. The inside of the headquarters were finally open for everyone to see.

Nikki waited until Princess was alone and she waved happily, hoping she would notice her. She was unable to keep still. She was so proud to see that the right hand lady she used to serve would now be stepping up to have a family of her own. “Princess finally got her throne, eh?” Nikki smiled softly. “Congratulations! I’m so proud of you and excited for what’s to come.”

It had been a long long night and there had been so much to do in such a short space of time, yet with a bit of perserverance Lancelot had finally got all the jobs done and had put the finishing touches on the new HQ, there was nothing sophisticated about it just plain old hard work, wiping the sweat from his brow he headed for his office which currently resembled a store room full of unpacked boxes and various other items littered around the room, but that would be a job for another day.

Searching through some of the boxes Lancelot pulled out a flashy three piece suit and a shiny pair of hardly worn Brogues and placed them neatly on the corner of his desk, he then headed for a much needed shower after all you can't pertain to be sophisticated AF looking like a bag of shit and smelling of sweat, no no no Princess wouldn't have that at all one must always look ones best especially in the company of royalty, and Lancelot knew that only too well being the Princess's righthand he had to be immaculate.

Having spent what seemed like an eternity getting sorted Lancelot was finally ready all that was left to do was dash a little aftershave on and go find the Princess.

"Congratulations my dear this is a joyous day and one I know you have waited so long for, as you can see the HQ is finally ready and hopefully to your liking" Lancelot smiles at Princess "You know we're sofisticated AF"

Sean knew that even in his hire suit, he still didn't fit in with the majority of the people at this bash, but then again, he wasn't there to be seen. There was no chance at all that someone of his stature in LA would get remotely close to the guest of honor, but he'd had an idea. Approaching the table where gifts had been placed, and avoiding the glances of security stood nearby, Sean placed an envelope down.

Inside was a bundle of $50 bills, and a note, which said “Princess, now you're a Queen”.

Grabbing a drink from a passing waitress, Sean took a quick look around. So many faces and people he'd only heard of or seen in the papers.

“One day”, he thought to himself, “one day I'll fit in to a place like this!”

After helping to finish that vodka bottle, John walked towards Princess. She was the center of attention, but he managed to get closer.

"Hey there, Princess. Congratulations, dear" he said, smiling gently at her. "You deserve this so much and I am very happy to witness this moment."

He hugged her for a moment before she was pulled into the crowd again.