Accompanying Luciano and Vito Geneovese to their local eatery, Brogone with his relaxed stature walks in with them. Within the establishment, Vito takes his hands and glances them towards the seat as it aims towards the great pane window. Luciano and Vito sit at the same time as you do, Brogone tucks himself in tight as he already knows the waiter, and they know their orders as they sit patiently.

"I'm going to be stepping down," Vito talks, in a faded tone - his voice nearly cracked but his spirit strong, "My old bones need to be burnt, giving new life to a jabroni like you eh?" Vito chuckles, Brogone gives a slight lip-up, confused about the situation, Luciano then tucks himself into the chair as he leans towards him, 

"I want you, my trusted hand, since nearly the birth of this thing of ours has began, you've been truly right next to me," Luciano takes himself back they three see the waiter walk sturdily to the table with drinks in hand, placing them down - a wine for Vito, a wine for Luciano and a larger for Brogone. Keeping himself tame for the news his heard - he knew he was ready to take this opportunity, taking out a cigarette, Brogone lights it as he inhales, "I never thought you'd ask, Godfather," As he turns to Vito, "Boss," as he exhales the smoke he continues to speak, "I wont let Los Angeles down, i'll defend it until the next generation of our sons and grandsons hold the title, and any cock-sucker with the balls to challenge us will be running with their tail and prolapsed anus in their hands," Brogone finishes his cigarette as Luciano and Vito begin to smile.

As a few hours go by - the big announcement within Brogones new and permit-planned restaurant, filled to the brim with tables and chairs - with a stage accompanying a microphone - Brogone stands as he orders people to drink in the name of his new crime organisation, Monkey Mouths

"As one of the longest living members and being swapped like a wack-o-mole from city to city to be their hands, i'd like to say I'm fucking glad to be in one spot, and the best spot of all, Hollywood," Brogone pauses for laughter, as he continues, "Where girls will do anything to get anywhere, and the guys are what the girls are doing it for - lets wreck this joint, don't worry - it's on me," Brogone holds the microphone as he drinks his drink in one chug.