The morning before...

Stiffler slowly woke and found himself on the sofa of the HQ, he strained in the attempt to remember how he had ended up there but to no avail. As he fumbled around the empty beer cups and attempted to find his wallet the phone began to ring...

"Stiffmeister's Palace of Luh....Ohhhh heyyy Boss!...... Uh huh....... Mmhm....... You're outside now??... Uh huh... Sure! I'll see you qui..."

Realising she'd hung up on him Stiffler quickly waded through the mess to get fully dressed, and made his way out of the door where he was escorted to the car by Godmother quiet's driver. Stiffler climbed in and sat opposite the Godmother who looked amused at the state he was in.

"Stiffer, for all this time I've known you, and after our conversation last night I have a proposition for you..."

Before she could finish speaking Stiffler was up from his seat and unbuttoning his shirt.

"FUCK YEAH!! About damn time... Where do we do this? Backseats? Bonnet? In the trun..."

"A BUSINESS PROPOSITION!" She quickly yelled

Stiffler quickly retracted his hand from his zipper and sat down in an embarrassed silence, until he noticed quiet was in fits of laughter...

"You should know by now you need to be more specific with me... Everyone wants a piece of the Stiffmeister!"

"I'm sure they do, but you don't need to undress to use the piece I wish you to utilise" She said tapping her temple...

Stiffler gives her a puzzled look as he wonders what this business proposition entails.

"Driver, lets go!"

The present day...

It was a normal Tuesday afternoon...  Or was it Wednesday...  Evening?  Oh heck that detail doesn't matter a bit.  What does matter is the fact that Stiffler had called a meeting.  Now this in itself wasn't odd...  But the excitement in his voice when he called people to it was...  Now Stiffler could be quite an excitable sort but this timber in his voice had been a touch over the top.  Either way it had definitely touched on the interest of those involved.  A simple conference room, aka the basement of Stiffler's house, had been set up for the occasion complete with snacks, drinks, and a very rickety looking stand with a huge flip pad of paper balanced precariously upon it.  Stiffler paced the floor as he awaited those invited to this meeting to arrive.

Punctually all four ladies in question walked into the room.  Books wandered in first, moving to claim a corner of the room and promptly pulling out a book, true to her name, so to catch a few minutes reading time before the meeting started.  Soon after her came Alcestis...  Excitement glinted in her eyes as she cast a curious eye around the room before making a bee line for the snack table perusing it eagerly.  Hot on her heels came Lily.  Lily wasted no time and all out tackled her friend, Alcestis, from behind in a gleeful hug that nearly sent both ladies careening into the table.  A giggling mess was what heralded the entrance of the more stately and refined of the group, StifflersMom.  

Once the small group was assembled, Stiffler cleared his voice and strode to the front of the room to place himself beside the flip chart that currently only displayed a blank sheet of paper.  Obviously he had a surprise for them.  "Afternoon ladies, please help yourself to the snacks and drinks.  Yes there is pie and yes there is scotch."  His eyes glinted with a playful maliciousness that only he could pull off. 

StifflersMom's voice piped up.  "Aged 18 years?"

Stiffler nodded promptly.  "Just the way you like it."  He confirmed before continuing on.  It was clear that no one was touching that pie.  "Hello Fuckers!  I'm sure you are all wondering why I called you here today."  He began as his fingers wiggled gleefully before reaching to flip the paper.

"I swear Stiffler, if there are penises under that paper I'm out."  Naturally Lily's playful lilt was lifted bringing a quirk of the brow from the young man at the front and a grin that made Lily just shake her head.  Of course there would be penises...  But she was pleasantly surprised when the large paper was flipped back and there on the front was a decent drawing of a large building with the words "DOG YEARS"  written across the top.  In front of it were a large number of stick figures seemingly celebrating.  Or wailing and lamenting...  Honestly that part was unclear.  But the group before him curiously surveyed the picture before them.  

"We robbing a bank?"  Alcestis finally offered.  

"Pretty sure that's the name of the doggy daycare and groomers down on fifth street..."  Books voice lifted as she looked up briefly from the interesting story in her lap.

"No no no...  That's Dog Yearz.  With a Z."  Lily piped up.  It was clear that Lily spent a bit of time there.

"What is this we're doing here Stiffler" StifflersMom would prompt as she took a sip from her Scotch.  

With a flourish, Stiffler indicated at the page before him.  "Friends, Countrymen...Fffff-emales."  He snickered slightly.  "This fine building you see before you is the vision of the adventure of a lifetime.  I offer you, our HQ.  Yes.  You heard me right.  Our dear quiet herself has asked me to step up and start my own organization.  So it is that I'm asking you to step up with me.  It's going to be great.  We'll have our own HQ, with a bar, a pool table, and we'll make tons of money.  What do ya say?"

The four before him had a range of emotions on their faces ranging from boredom to confusion, to pure exhilaration and anywhere in between but before long they would begin to speak.  "More money coming in would be good."  Stated StifflersMom.

"Sounds like fun!"  Piped up Lily.

"Doubt you'd get very far without us."  Smirked Alcestis.  Books just nodded as she had entered into a very intriguing spot in her book.  But it seemed it would be unanimous.  Stiffler was going to lead the charge for this...  Grand new adventure.  But who knew what would happen after that?  Logically it would lead to only hilarity and insanity, but hey, that worked for them.

"Hey Stiffler...  Is that an anteater?"  Lily had wandered to the front and was surveying a very distinguished looking anteater standing up on two legs with a cane.  

Stiffler simply shrugged.  "That was Paul_Finch, you'll have to talk to him about that one.  But anyways!  We'll get the details drawn up.  The HQ is being prepared as we speak, so I'm glad you all said yes!  This is going to be great.  I can just feel it."