She smiles widely at Chris-Lucchese and then wonders ''I always asked myself why it is not like you needed some attention, you always had the girls looking at you''

The last remanents of Enrico's Lucky Strike hit the pavement as he shut the door to the Lincoln KB. The crisp winter air was already filled with promises of a belly filled with Italian delight. Lazon had worked hard on getting this place together, and it was high time that the Calabreses stopped by to have a slice that wasn't delivered to the offices at the winery. 

"Questo posto sembra fantastico. Adoro il mattone lucido." Enrico said as he looked around the place admiring the attention to detail. The beautiful dark oak barstools were calling out to him, but not before he held out DafneCalabrese 's own chair and let her get settled in first. The Sicilian had carried a bottle of wine in his left hand. Once he sat down across from Dafne, he placed the bottle in the middle of the table. 

"Mi chiedo se a Lazon piace un Cabernet Sauvignon?" He said as he arched his brow over at his wife. Either way, the man would have to appreciate this particular Cabernet from '11. The pizzeria would be a lovely way for the Calabrese Wine Company to wash even more of their dirty money, and if the smells wafting in from the kitchen were any hint to the way the pie tasted in this place, then the Calabreses may have a new favored dinner location. 

" Lazon , you back there?" Enrico called out towards the kitchen door. He let out a hearty chuckle as he looked back to his wife before his Left Hand Man showed up. 

"Sembri adorabile come sempre, Dafne. Ti senti meglio? Ti ho sentito stamattina. Spero che tu abbia abbastanza fame da mangiare." Enrico reached over and grabbed signora Calabrese's hand as he spoke to her. He was getting worried about his wife and how she seemed to be taking a downturn in health as of late. 

Four made the pepperoni delivery trip over to Lazon 's Pizzeria rather than his assistant Gio. Gio always seemed to come back a bit slow and Four assumed it was because he had a few too many slices of pizza. It felt good to get away from his new shop for a minute anyways. He didn't mind bugging his family's Left-Hand every now and then also. He had been trying to get Lazon to put some of his other meats on the menu as toppings but Lazon was true to his word and truly specialized in the classic choices.

"Hey, Linnie can you prep me two to go, one of each please." He said as he handed money to the waiter. Seeing the intimate conversations going from the two couples in the building he decided to keep to himself making talk with Linnie. He knew Lazon was around somewhere and figured he would pester him a bit more about adding his ingredients to the menu once he showed his face.

The Calabreses were out to celebrate the day and there was no better place than the Pizzeria Lazon owned.  Dafne was dolled up a bit much for the pizzeria, but she couldn't wait any longer to have the much-needed talk with EnricoCalabrese.  The Emerald green, velvet dress fit her frame with every curve like a second skin.  The long sleeves kept her warm in the wintery weather.  It was one of her favorites really, so it made things a bit more special for her today.  Business was booming everywhere, things were going so well within the city, and even more so within the Calabrese Wine Company.  Dafne hadn't been feeling up to par lately, and a quick trip yesterday confirmed things for her, thus easing her mind.  Now she just needed to tell Enrico.

Dafne was seated first then Enrico carefully placed the black velvet wrap on the chair adjacent to hers.  Once He was seated, too, Enrico made a comment about the pizzeria and how charming the place was.  

"Quello di cui volevo parlare era ..."

Her voice grew soft as Dafne tried to find the right words without tearing up.  She tried to speak again but her Husband's baritone voice rose a bit loud as He called out for Lazon.  As they waited to see if Lazon was about, Dafne cleared her throat ready to begin again, but Enrico was already launching into the questions that He had been asking for days now.  Everywhere the Calabreses ventured off to for business or pleasure, Dafne had been plagued with some kind of fatigue or illness which in turn delayed an excursion or two.  They almost got caught redhanded during a small art heist and overslept one morning so much that she was late to handle a transaction with Father Mooney.  Dafne smiled softly though as she placed a gentle hand on Enrico's.

"Non ho molta fame, no.  Penso che le cose miglioreranno presto."

When He squeezed her hand gently showing His support and willingness to hear what she had to say, Dafne just bit the bullet before she lost another chance to say it.

"Il mio Amore, Il mio Cuore, Il mio Mondo. Sono andato dal medico ieri per scoprire cosa c'è che non va."

Dafne tried so hard not to tear up, but she couldn't hold back any longer because a concerned expression flitted across Enrico's face.

"Io ... io ... beh, saremo ..."

She just blew out a breath then whispered very softly.

"Io sono incinta."

Dafne began to bite her lower lip as she watched Enrico's facial expressions change from concerned to anxiousness then settling on understanding as the words she spoke softly sank in.

There was a moment when Enrico's nails had threatened to pierce into the table as his knuckles turned whiter with each word spoken from his pregnant wife. The moment she had uttered that last word, the ball of tension and worry that had been building inside of him these past few days exploded into pure joy. Enrico jumped up out of his chair with a set of pearls beaming from ear to ear. The sudden leap had knocked the table sideways and the seven hundred dollar bottle of wine they brought with them threatened to end it's life in the worst way possible, on the floor. 

Signore Calabrese had always been quick, and his reflexes had made sure the bottle was centered firmly back upon the table before he moved over to his wife. "Ne sei certo?" Of course she was sure, she would never come to him like this unless she was. He knew that before he spoke the words, but he couldn't stop them from coming. Enrico gave her a big kiss before looking around the place- arms in the air. 

" Four , I'm gonna be a papa!" The Sicilian shouted the moment he saw the man. He didn't question how he had slipped in behind him unnoticed. He was just ready to tell anyone- everyone! Lazon 's celebratory bottle of wine was opened before it was ever gifted to him. Enrico was staring down at DafneCalabrese , not letting her stand up as he chuckled. 

"Un po Calabrese per tenere il passo. Mi dispiace quasi per la nostra squadra di sicurezza." Enrico said as he tipped back the bottle and had a long swig. Typically he would never do such a thing, but he didn't have time for cups. He was ready to celebrate with his wife. He set the bottle on the table and helped Dafne, more than she probably needed, back to her feet. Enrico swung his arms around her and pulled her in for a hug as he couldn't help but dance a bit from side to side. 

"Ucciderò chiunque ti avvicinerà." He promised into Dafne's ear as the realization of what this meant began to wash over him. There was yet another one that he would do anything to keep safe coming into this world. Enrico began to make plans in his head on how they could up the security measures while Dafne will be less mobile in the coming months. 

Enrico smiled down into her hazel eyes. Things had been coming together in Detroit so beautifully that he hadn't noticed all the tell-tale signs for what they were. "Ti amo. Sei Mio. Sempre e per sempre," Enrico tucked her hair back behind her ear just the way he liked on that last word. Their mirrored smiles turned into laughter as they stared at one another. Enrico finally let his hand slip over to the table and back around the overpriced wine bottle.

From worry to excitement in a split second, she was now captured into His arms as EnricoCalabrese swept Dafne off her feet.  There was so many plans flashing through her mind, and she couldn't erase the bright smile from her face as Dafne gazed into those emeralds. Dafne had wanted to giggle softly at His question, knowing Enrico just needed her to confirm it, again.  She caressed His cheek with a soft hand. Even though He placed her back into the chair Dafne still kept their hands intertwined for a moment.

"Sono molto sicuro, si.  Il mio Re."

Dafne witnessed before her very own eyes, an intelligent businessman who tolerated no nonsense from anyone and protective over her something fierce- that Man was waving His arms through the air in a happy fog as Enrico began shouting to one of their closest friends, Four. She knew things were going to be so different going forward, but her Husband never failed to amaze Dafne, and surprise her to no end.  Seeing Him taking a swig of the gift for their Left Hand Man had Dafne arching an eyebrow then giggling.  She hoped Lazon had another bottle of something for the men to toast with since Enrico drank straight from the bottle.  What was next?  Daddy cigars to be passed out?  The thought alone kept Dafne smiling.

"Risparmierai del vino per gli altri?  Dubito che mi stai concedendo da bere per festeggiare, eh."

Dafne already knew the answer to that, yet it was amusing to watch the proud new Papa-to-be shout merrily then drink straight the bottle again.  She felt like she was on cloud nine upon seeing Enrico's reaction to everything.  Even His statement about more security detail for Dafne didn't damper the over-the-moon feeling, and extra security was something she would normally rage against and insist she didn't need it nor want it.  The fierceness in His voice as Enrico engulfed her into His arms once more had Dafne nuzzling His neck even closer as she spoke.

"So che non lasceresti mai che nessuno mi tocchi. Il mio forte Protettore, il mio Amore."

She clung to the One she loved with all her heart, mind, body and soul.  Dafne never grew tired of hearing Enrico profess His love for her and she leaned back so she could gaze into those incredible emeralds ready to say it back, but the look in Enrico's eyes had her giggling softly again.  No matter if she said 'Ti amo' once or a hundred times, Enrico would follow each one with 'Ti amo di più. Maggior parte.'  Dafne could see it in His eyes that Enrico knew exactly what she was thinking, and they both broke out in laughter.

Four quickly reached for his pistol upon hearing the table shift and his Boss shout his name. He was known for being a bit aware of his surroundings but had the pizza distracted him? Before pulling his pistol completely out he heard the remainder of his Bosses sentence. It took a second for his heart to get back in his chest before breaking a rare smile. The relief Four felt seeing the two celebrate ranked among the happiest moments of his life. He had grown up watching this couple make moves in the streets and he knew what this meant to them. Watching Dafne and Enrico over the past few weeks Four knew something was going on but he felt it was something only they could deal with. It was a huge relief to know that the struggles weren't because of anything negative.

Four turned back towards Linnie and slammed his hand on the counter in excitement making the poor waiter jump. Nobody had ever seen Four express too much emotion so the fright was understandable. "You hear that Linnie!" Four said with a smile. "Good times are coming, my friend!" He said as he walked off towards EnricoCalabrese and DafneCalabrese.

As he approached he watched his Bosses embrace. As they wrapped up their display of affection Four approached the head of his family, his friend, his brother with open arms and gave him a huge embrace. "Congratulazioni Fratello Mio!" He said as the two separated.

He turned towards the Right-Hand of the family as she sat there beautifully mesmerized by her Husband's reaction. He had seen this look many times and he had admired that about the couple. He bent over and gave her a loving and careful embrace. He didn't want to be too careful because he knew she would possibly chew him out for treating her different or weak in any way. But he couldn't help feel some deeper need for protection and caution. She had always been the older sister type for him. So much so it would at times borderline on motherly. This "family" was true to the word, not the money. "Congratulazioni, Sorella Mia. I couldn't be happier for you!" He said sincerely as he stood up. He struggled to speak Italian but he understood it very well from being around the couple so much.

He looked back at both his Bosses with elation before slowly coming back to reality, to his usual self. His slight change in demeanor didn't take away from any of the celebratory mood. It was his job to keep the family safe and the realization that word would spread of the expected new arrival was something that needed to be considered. Only a fool would believe this time would cause them to be weak, but it was Four's responsibility to deal with said fools. Four knew EnricoCalabrese very well and already knew what he needed to do for his Bosses. He wanted EnricoCalabrese to be able to fully enjoy this with DafneCalabrese with no distractions. Lazon would make sure the family's business would run smoothly with no doubt. Four and JackRyan would make sure the protection and dirty work would flow seamlessly as to not impact the expecting couple. He looked at the two and began to crack a reassuring smile again. "Let me and JackRyan worry about any of your new concerns for security." He said looking back and forth at the two. "We would feel offended if you didn't allow us to relieve you of extra unneeded stress." Even though he was serious he said this with a smile and a slight laugh. 

This was indeed the beginning of good times. 

The sky was shady with thick clouds together making the whole atmosphere of the city moody, Sotiris was sitting in his armchair near a small window in the height of his head with his legs crossed propping his paper on them. He holds his cigarillo blowing the thin smoke at the window while looking at the colors of the near by blocks of flats spoiled by moisture and by the years.

As he ends smoking he gets up and moves forward,just after a couple of steps he notices that he left the window open and stretches his hand closing it before continuing to the small kitchen taking a glass to fill it with water. He checks the lower kitchen cabinet for something to fill his stomach but there's nothing left...if he ever really bought food to store.

"Ah...fuck,there's nothing in here." he thought.

He got up leaning on the wall and tapping his fingers on the counter one after the other as he was thinking of a place to go and have a meal,after some seconds the Calabrese Pizzeria came to his mind,he glanced at the window as light rain had already started "It was a matter of time" he thought,but he was hungry and he was going to have a pizza tonight,he changed clothes being slightly hasty,he got his umbrella and left his apartment.

​​​​As crossed the corner to the street where the Pizzeria located the aroma of the wet city combined with cheese engulfed his nose,with a slightly faster walking pace he reached the restaurant. As he got in the pleasant smell and the heat overwhelmed him as the relaxation in him became slightly visible. He saw a small,polished table and he took a seat there,it wasn't long before he was serviced ordering a cheese pizza with extra anchovies on the side.

Some minutes passed and the pizza came at Sotiris' table,slightly faster than he expected it to. He thanked the waitress. He noticed an envelope to the side of the pizza,he did not act surprised and checked it with a cold face...it was for Mr.Calabrese, Sotiris did not open it instead he put it in his right pocked and digged into his meal. He had left a couple pieces but he was already feeling full and so he called the waitress paying and giving her a tip before heading outside.

The rain had already stopped which was lovely but he still had to carry his umbrella around,he wasted no time as the envelope could be important and he also wasn't in the mood to spend much more time outside. He headed to the Calabrese Wine Company and after barely a couple of minutes he reached the building seeing two bodyguards at the door he reached them taking out the envelope when he was close enough.

"This is for Signore Calabrese..."

With heavy snow falling down from the sky, Mr White makes his way to the Calabrese Pizzeria. Being one block away he could smell the well established pizza restaurant already.

When he opens the front door it is classy, quite, but busy all at the same time. he is approached by a waiter..

Please sir follow me to your table.

As he is seated the waiter hands Mr White the menu.

I'll have your classic cheese pizza and can I get some extra anchovies on the side, Thank you.

Certainly! The waiter replied.

And to drink I'll have a glass of your finest bottle of wine.

after 15 minutes pass the waiter serves Mr White the classic cheese pizza with extra anchovies, but that is not all.. under the plate is an envelope "Calabrese Wine Company".

I believe you know what you must do sir.

Yes, thank you. 

Mr White leaves.

MsMayhem stepped through the opened door and took a look around as she followed the waiter to her table in the corner. She motioned for her bodyguard Max to relax and have a seat nearby.

"Formaggio classico per favore e un bicchiere di sangiovese, grazie."

MsMayhem looks around, smiles and nods to known associates and admires the beautiful dark oak against the deep red walls. As she's handed her glass of wine she takes a moment to soak in her surroundings before taking a sip. She pulls out her diary and starts to plan the week ahead.

After a day of looking for lucky clover for "The Lucky Store" in New York Mr_E was tired and he needed something to eat. So we walk along the shopping streets of Detroit and there he saw a nice little Pizzeria. There where only two types of pizza on the menu, the original and the cheese pizza. But just before he went into the pizzeria he saw something in the corner of his eyes. There in between the the weeds in front of the store there was a little 4 leafed clover. The one thing he had been looking for the whole time he was here. 

He picked up the clover and went into the pizzeria. 

"I would like to have one cheese pizza en a bottle of your finest wines. As of this moment I'm the luckiest guy in this place so serve a glas of wine to everyone

When the the nice waitress brought his bottle of wine he started making his plans for finding extra clovers. He might hire some Detroit boys to collect the clovers. That might work so after this dinner I need to start my recruting of boys to do my work. But first let's enjoy this nice little pizza. 

It was the last few minutes of his time in Detroit, His first, albeit he did not get to enjoy much of his time in the historic city other then his financial duties. A real shame but at the same time he knew he would be back just to see the things he had missed out on. Time to make it to the airport dawning he finds himself catching his bodyguard Lee running off in the direction of a local pizza place. Rolling his eyes he was shouting too the man whilst in hot pursuit.

"Lee you fucking hungry bitch were going to miss our flight dawg if we go in there... Yeah its alright but... I aint missing my flight, Do... you know how many gorilla biscuits I took off the street....and if the Durdens take them back..... No more fuckin weed till were on the plane common."

Uncle Joey practically has to drag Lee away from the parlor, but a the same time whilst Lee lived in the now due to his dosages. Coco saw the bigger picture, and whilst there wouldnt be a quick slice now, perhaps on the return. But what was defiantly in the immediate future after a nice toozarootz would be a nice pie from Pizza Aoki in his next business stop sunny Las Vegas. The gambling bug was calling him or so he told everyone.