Sean couldn't get a handle on the weather - it reminded him of Ireland....cold and wet! Since being in the States, he'd seen fun times in Vegas, Seattle and Philly, but Detroit? He wasn't sure what to make of it. Sure there were some familiar faces around, but settling in would take some time. He was still finding it difficult to comprehend the trust which Godfathers Mikhail, JohnWalton, and Aegor had placed in him, not to mention the rest of the Council...and he owed a debt of gratitude to Viktor which he knew he could never repay.

Finding the old No.5 Distillery had been quite the stroke of luck. Sure it was a little run down, and it'd need a hell of a lot of work to get it up and running, but Sean could see the potential already! Prohibition had hit the liqor trade hard, but like anything else, there were ways and means of getting around the law – a word in the ear of the right people, a little sweetener offered to somebody else, and things would pick up quickly.

A sigh coming from behind him made Sean snap out of his thoughts. Having Katerina around was going to be a great help – yeah, the weather wasn't Vegas weather, and yeah, it was quiet, and yeah, the action was on the slow side, but he'd reassured her, things would pick up soon!

Turning at the sound of a vehicle approaching, Sean saw with relief that his first delivery had arrived – sure, he'd be blending his own whisky and gin, but from his contacts in europe, he'd heard about this stuff called vodka...apparently it could strip the paint off of walls, but it was highly in demand. Viktor would be sure to approve if he came to visit! Now if only he could get hold of some of that damn Leninade stuff that was going down so well in Vegas...Sean was confident he could shift some of that into the more high end establishments in the area!

Things were back to being busy again. Well, not like Nikki could ever catch a break from the life of crime. However, for a special occasion such as Sean's official opening of the distillery he owned she didn't want to miss it. Plus - it gave her a damn good reason to get out of her stuffy office. On the way there, she wondered who she'd find. She had only heard about SeanCallan's right hand lady, but never met her once before. This was the perfect time and Nikki was going to make sure she'd make a good impression. 

Finally Nikki arrived and she already knew what she was getting herself into. Vodka wonderland? Nikki smiled once she noticed Sean, skipping the boring handshake part and going straight for a hug. "Gee, Sean... Congrats. I can't wait to see what you do with this place," she said as she pulled away smiling. Her eyes wandered over to Katerina, giving a short nod and a friendly smile. "Well hi there... I believe we have never met. I'm Nikki, but you can call me whenever when you need to get away from him," she smirked playfully as she pointed to Sean. 

"Donnacha_Myrick should be here soon.. Probably running late?" Nikki wasn't all too worried, but she did feel a little incomplete without her lovely and dedicated left hand lady beside her.

Frank was in Detroit working for the day - and as fate would have it, his crewmate seancallan had decided to take his talents to Detroit and restart the city.  It was in bad need of some life, and from where Frank was standing, Sean was a perfect candidate to get things started.

Distilleries held a special place in the heart of Frank.   He wasn't a connaisseur by any stretch of the imagination. He was always looking for the fastest and cheapest way to get liquored.  Vodka was the perfect anecdote.  Frank walked into the distillery and took it all in.  Soon, he looked for Sean and made sure to go and shake his hand.

"Seancallan, congrats on your operation here in Detroit.  This world needs people like you to step up and be successful.  I am sure that you will will thrive here.  If you ever need anything, please don't forget your roots.  You have friends in Philadelphia who are always willing to lend a hand!!"

Frank looked around and found a yet to be labelled bottle of vodka.  He poured 4 generous glasses of vodka and handed them around to Sean, Nikki and Katerina before taking one for himself and taking a healthy drink.

Donnacha rushed to get to Sean's distillery to meet up with Nikki. Being late wasn't something that she was not known for. The phone call she received from a distant relative ran way longer than anticipated.  

As she entered, Donnacha scanned the room and finally she saw Nikki chatting with a very beautiful woman close to the bar. She raised her hand as Nikki glanced over and she made her way towards her. Frank had just poured a round of drinks.

"Hi. How about one more glass, please!"

Nikki introduced Dona to the rest of the group.   Reaching out her hand, she greeted each person while firmly shaking their hands.

"It's so nice to finally  meet each one of you. I'm Donnacha, but you can call me Dona."

Dona picked up her glass and took a big sip.

Mikari was wandering around Detroit, she had been meaning to find a good place to drink, or restock her supplies. She put her hands in her pocket deciding to visit SeanCallan at the his Distillery to congratulate him. She walked quickly across the road to the company, before pulling her hand from her pocket and opening the door. Taking in the scene of the old place that Sean had been cleaning up she smiled, believing that it was coming around nicely.

She caught sight of Donnacha_Myrick, Frank-Pierce and NikkiOsavkovska. So she joined them with her smile putting her hands in her pocket she tried to warm them. Catching sight of Sean and Katerina, she excused herself from the conversation before going over to meet them.

"I like what you did with the place, I look forward to working with you both." She smiled and pulled a card from her pocket with her name and Address to give to Sean, "Feel free to stop by anytime."