Smack!

Vali was met with a swift slap to the face, waking him abruptly from his deep slumber. His dreams of puppy cuddles have come to an end for now. He stared at the culprit who abused him, eyesight still blurry and adjusting to the sunlight peering through the blinds. He could just barely make them out - it was that damn @Rooer again.

"The fuck was that for?" Vali asked, obviously irritated at being woken up in such a manner. He took a glance over at the clock. "Oh, shit... @Baldr's ceremony..."

Vali bolted out of bed, his two little pebbles dangling free right in front of @Rooer's face. He grabbed the first pair of pants he saw and jumped into them, nearly falling over in the process. He felt around for the button and quickly realized the pants were on backwards. "Ah fuck, I don't have time for this..."

Vali could hear his wake-up caller laughing in the background. Sigh. He put on his cleanest shirt and headed outside with @Rooer. Their destination? The new Helheim HQ.

A brisk sprint later, the pair arrived at the HQ with a very annoyed @Baldr standing at the front door, glaring down at them. Next to him stood @Puzzled and @Goldbrick. Vali shamefully walked past the three of them and faced the masses.

"Hello, everyone! Thank you for your patience, I know we're running a little late here..." Vali paused to check the time. "Whew boy, a lot late. My apologies." Vali wiped the accumulating sweat off of his forehead.

"We have gathered here today to celebrate my dear friend, @Baldr, on the opportunity he has been given. He will be running his own family right here in Pasadena!"

Vali started cheering and applauding, expecting the gathered crowd to join in. How disappointed he was, having realized he was the only soul showing any sort of enthusiasm. Rather embarrassing, as well, but that was nothing new to Vali.

"Uh. Anyway. Courtesy of Helheim, we'll be supplying free booze for the rest of the night." The crowd finally made some noise. All it took was a little bit, or a lot, of free alcohol to open them up.

"This night shall go down in history. The first night of a very prosperous future here in Los Angeles. Congratulations, @Baldr! Just don't get any balder, now..."

"Now, then. If you'll all excuse me..." Vali looked down at his pants, which were still facing the wrong way. "I believe the man of the hour, @Baldr, has something to share with all of you."

Vali motioned for his new boss to come forward.

Rooer itched under his new uniform. He wasn't used to having to wear a suit, even with the assurances of his tailor that it wouldn't. He still itched, maybe it was all the exertion making sure that Vali would actually show up to his own boss's celebrations. How he managed the club's operations when he couldn't wake up at a set clock was beyond him. The slap however, worked a treat. The flash of Vali's wedding tackle did not.

Rooer jogged behind Vali watching him half fall-half sprint to his destination. Rooer wondered if Vali knew that he had last nights party on the back of his rather nice looking shirt. He smirked and said nothing, Vali could find that out himself later. They both arrived at HQ

"Sorry we're late boss, Vali forgot what day it was. Had to pop by and give him a warm wake up call" Baldr's curt nod in return was all the confirmation he needed and then Rooer let Vali do his speech. Taking his place at the left hand side of his boss. 

Baldr looked at Vali, his pants clearly on backwards, his shirt disheveled and clearly wasn't ironed before hand. He thought he may have even seen a large stain prominently on the back of it. He knew last night was wild, but he thought Vali would have at least had some clothes decent, after all he'd been waking him up at 2 in the morning for weeks. Heh, guess Vali couldn't hang.

Baldr realized that Vali had motioned for him to come forward, and instead he had been standing there looking like a deer in headlights, lost in his thoughts, so he shook it off and walked forward.

Right, er. Thank you Vali for those uh, kind words. Glad to see that you are taking this seriously as always. I would like to take this opportunity to thank @Puzzled and @Goldbrick for this opportunity. I know the circumstances are not ideal, but in life, things often are not.

Baldr took a moment to straighten his tie, and adjust his shirt, it was always a struggle to fit into dress clothes, and he thought to himself he may need another visit to a tailor.

As Vali mentioned, there will be free booze for the rest of the evening. In addition, in the coming days there will be a grand unveiling of the newest night club to hit Los Angeles, also going by the name of Helheim.

He turned to @Vali and @Rooer.

First order of business boys, let's go take what's ours. Time to take down Hel, and allow Helheim to rise.

Baldr turned back to the gathered crowd and waved at them, before shaking hands with Puzzled and Goldbrick, and opening the doors to Helheim HQ.

IL_Duce stands blended into the crowd a flask tucked behind his folded hands having already helped himself to a fine assortment of all kinds listening on baited breath at the introduction of his new home smirking ever so slightly at the right hands clearly thrown together appearance a sense of unbridled pride washed over him as he began to cheer his new boss with the others he hurries off just at the end of the speech with a big gulp of from the flask he thinks out loud 

Work won’t do it’s self on the new place I’ll leave these fine men to enjoy the spoils of their efforts and go get something done 

Enzo stood in the back of the crowd smiling as he listened in. Takes a deep breath from his cig, exhaling from his nostrils. Before speaking he looked around.

"Congrats brother I wish the best for you!"

Dembe was standing in the back of the crowd, as always, in the shadows. Once everyone got finished with their sayings and wishes, Dembe corrected himself and walked to meet Baldr.

"Congratulations on getting your own operation here in Los Angeles, it is well deserved my friend. I'm here to wish you all the best in the future and I know that you'll do great things in Los Angeles." 
 

Dembe raised his glass and shaked Baldr's hand. They talked for a few more minutes and then Dembe had to get to the airport, he was needed back in Chicago.

Approaching the new family upper structure and the rest of Los Angeles upper structure, Sammy smiled and reached out with both arms open.

"Congratulations, friends. Good luck to you and yours! I look forward to seeing you at the table."