“Well yes it's the West Coast, the weather is beautiful! Yeah, bring the wife. I can comp you guys tickets to some shows in Vegas. Driving distance to Los Angeles too so you can go have a proper beach day as well!” Scissors smiles while holding the telephone to her ear. She quickly scribbles a few notes on the paper on the desk in front of her.

“Oh yes, I highly recommend it. And the folks down in LA are good friends, they are very hospitable to possible future clients. Book the flight and come on down, soak up the sun!” 

She says her goodbyes and hangs up the phone. Taking a deep breath then chuckling she chucks a dart at the dartboard hanging on the door to her office seconds before it opens. She stands up quickly and gasps.

“Geez Boss, these are steel tipped! You don’t gotta knock but that coulda been your head…” She points to the dart in the bullseye on the door Craven had moments before walked through. “Ah, I forgot you put that up there. Anyway, no time pack all this up…” He gestures around her neatly and newly decorated office, boxes barely unpacked. “I’m moving you to Summerlin and giving you your own family. Vegas needs some new blood and it’s been decided. Take a friend you trust and get your butt down there.”

With a smile and a deep, cleansing breath she nods. “It would be an honor Sir, and I thank you for the opportunity. I also thank all of Las Vegas and our friend to the South, Las Angeles, and everyone who has been supportive of us and what we are building to achieve. Thank you again, I will do my very best to help our families grow even further.”