Wasp buzzes through the crowd, approaching Callisto with great haste. "Did I miss it?!" He exclaims.

"No... But HughJorgan did... He headed to bed just at the wrong time!"

Callisto takes the overly large scissors, snipping the red ribbon covering the entrance to their new home, "The Great White North Trading Company is now open!"

She pushes against the large wooden double doors with all her might, forcing them to creak open. The light from outside beams through the entrance across the fresh wooden flooring. A dull humming can be heard from inside. Confused, Callisto looks at Wasp and he at her. The two of them slowly step into the new HQ, echoing a shout as they enter, "Hello? If you're trespassing, you chose the wrong place, motherfuckers..." Callisto reaches for her gun, unholstering it and cocking it. She'd worked hard to get this far, she wasn't about to death-by-vagrant on the first day of her new journey.

Suddenly, a louder noise echoed from deeper within the darkness. The pair looked at eachother, more concerned than they'd care to admit to one another. Putting his bosses life first, Wasp ventures deeper into the new HQ while Callisto searched for a light switch. He reaches a door left slightly ajar, looking back towards the entrance to see if he can see Callisto. However, the darkness had engulfed him and he was unable to see a thing. With little foresight for his own longevity, he soars through the doorway, knocking something to the ground as he barges in.

"Fushck keyk, min..." A thick accent garbled from behind the heavy wooden door.

"I'ma fucking kill you, you trespassing piece of shit!" Wasp kicks the door, bouncing it off of the body behind it. Hearing the commotion, Callisto sprinted towards the noise, her eye catching a light switch as she travelled. With a quick flick of her finger, the entire place illuminated and Wasp slipped through the gap the open door had left.

"What's the fucking noise?!" Callisto cocked her gun as she arrived.

As she enterred the room, she finds Wasp on the floor - but not in any sign of trouble. He was rolling in fits of laughter. Bafled, the enters the room to join him before her attention was stolen by the shuffling mass behind the door. The expletives coming from unsatisfied napper soon cleared up the mystery.

"SusieQ...? What the fuck are you doing here?!" Callisto quizzed her, "And why the fuck are you kicking the shit out of her, Wasp?!"

Panting between laughter, Wasp manages a few words, "I didn't know it was her!" He guffaws some more. "What the fuck is she doing here?!"

Callisto helps Susie to her feet, dusting her off, giving Wasp a kick as he continues rolling around the floor in hysterics.

"C'mon dear, let's get you some coffee and bacon. We'll sober you up and get you right."

The overly drunken Susie hobbled out the door, giving daggers to Wasp as she tried to explain to Callisto, "I had to sleep..." she slurred, "That fushking bast.."

Callisto interrupts her, "It's okay dear. It's okay."

Finally making his way to his feet, Wasp clears his throat, shouting down the hall at the two, "Where's the rest of 'em?! HughJorgan and PepeLePew were supposed to hit the drug meet with me!" He sighed at the lack of response before continuing, "What about ButtercupBooBoo?! ... Isn't he with you, Susie?! ... Susie?!"

Callisto looked back at Wasp, scowling. He'd learned from that look before and decided to go about his day, in search of a front property to set up his production line.