Paradise looked back at the streets of Brooklyn, where she came to live as a child. She remembered the moments spent with her father that used call her Nightmare. He had been a great man who taught her never to let anyone disrespect her, how to survive on the streets, making money, and using her weapon when it was necessary. In her adolescence, she had to accept her father's death and observe the other gangsters, thus learning and rising in the criminal world.

At this time, she met Miss Macarena. At first she seemed a little eccentric, but over time Paradise can see her intelligence and strategy in the criminal world. They both built a bond of friendship to the point where Miss Macarena entrusts her with a mission in Manhattan. Paradise was surprised, however she has always been close to decision making and knew how to act to make a district prosper.

While walking the streets of Manhattan, Paradise noticed a newly constructed building with a for sale sign. It seemed ideal to establish her Cartel after checking the neighborhood and strategic points around it. After some modifications everything was in perfect working order and thus the work of recruiting the members began.

Ms. Macarena attended the opening and Paradise thanked her for the opportunity, as well as renewing her promise to help make New York great and prosperous again.

Congratulations Paradise. You will do very well in Manhattan. No one ever would call me eccentric though. I'm far from it. I'm mild mannered and normal and I just do a dance. That's pretty much the gist of me. 

I wish you the best with the Cartel of yours, Bad Nightmare. I hope that your green clay friend and your bird are helpful with it!.

Heston liked the markets of New York and whilst browsing a bagel bakery Heston overheard mentions of a new crime boss in town 

Heston investigated the murmurs and was surprised to see an old friend of his had opened a new headquarters in town a few blocks away from Heston's favourite pizza shop. Stopping in and ordering a few different pies Heston hurriedly rushed to the phonebox outside and placed a call to don macarena saying "there should be a party, you bring the girls and I will bring the pizza" 

Heston pays for the pizza and rushes to Paradise's Headquarters 

Bruno was three slices into the pizza that Heston brought with him to the party before he realized his manners. The man usually knew how to mind his 'P's and Q's,' but pizza had always been a serious distraction in the Accardo household. He began to work his jaws as quickly as possible to clear a path for the words he knew he should have spoken already.

"Comgraltulations," he managed to stumble over the word to godmother Paradise without losing any of his meal. His face flushed red for a moment before he swallowed down the rest of the bite and composed himself. "Eh, congratulations, that is to say." He corrected with a big, toothy grin. Thankfully his pearly whites were devoid of any specks of pizza. 

"Manhattan will blossom into a beautiful network of money, drugs, and power with you at the helm of the district," Bruno said as he reached into SofiaAccardo 's purse and grabbed out a bottle of clear, Russian dew. "Never had much of a taste for this stuff, but I hear that it's a favorite of yours." Bruno unscrewed the cap on the bottle and gave it a sniff of appraisal.

"Che cazzo, red." He looked over at his wife. "It's just water in the bottle. Where's the gift? I'm trying to get the godmother dehydrated not rehydrated!" 

Wearing one of her favorite dresses for this special occasion, Sofia had chosen to wait til she was seated before delving into any food.  Providing there would be any pizza left the way BrunoAccardo decided to devour a few slices before the gift giving.  There had been a little bit of bonding between herself and the new Godmother of Manhattan.  They both seemed to enjoy teasing and joking around with each other.  Sofia was most excited to give the gift they brought for Godmother Paradise.

The moment had arrived, but Sofia's smirk faltered when Bruno decided to open the bottle of 'vodka' before their Godmother could do so herself.  The look of surprise on His face though was comical enough to make her smile, even chuckle softly.  Hazel eyes glanced between her Husband and Godmother Paradise, a delicate eyebrow arching slightly, before Sofia chose to speak.

"Well, Il mio Re, way to ruin the surprise for when Godmother Paradise was at home to enjoy her new 'vodka' after a long hard day of overseeing the daily activities here in Manhattan!  Paradise didn't get to read the card Bruno."  Sofia handed the card to Godmother Paradise with a smile as she could read the wording.  'For all the times you've looked after me and kept me hydrated.'  With a playful sigh, Sofia tugged another bottle from her purse, thankfully making it much lighter to carry now.  

"Okay. Alright. Here is the actual gift, and it is really vodka."  Sofia's tone grew serious for a moment as she spoke again before Paradise could venture off to the celebrations.  "Congratulations Godmother!  So well deserved.  Manhattan is in good hands."