"Come again?"

Now to say James was used to this sort of thing would have been very... difficult. He had become used to his spot in Las Vegas, and well, he wasn't expecting the keys to an entire new place. It didn't make sense but that's when he saw his boss smirking at him. It was different than the last time they all had that banquet...

It was a continued effort to never talk about the May 29th of October Birthday spectacle. It was safe to say that the had all been on wanted lists but where was he-

"JAMES!" His boss, his Godfather looked at him as he faceplamed and was slowly losing the patience to deal with this sort of thing. "So, should I pop the bordeaux or are you going to not accept-"

It was seconds before James leaped onto the table. He swiped the keys before he looked out at the landscape of Las Vegas with bouncy research in his eyes. 

"Don't even think about it! I'VE WAITED FOR THIS! I WILL CREATE A TASKFORCE FOR RESEARCH!" James whistled low when he finished his words as he cleared his throat. 

"So...huh, what the fuck are you starting here bud? You've stood there and said a whole lot of shit!" Petah had lost his patience, finally as he carefully took two back to back shots of rum with a pinched face. 

James shook his head, muttering about people not seeing his vision. 

Finally, James spoke as he clenched his hand into a fist with a smirk on his lips. 

"The Oppai Research Force!" 

Smirking to himself, James looked back at his boss before he sent him a thumbsup, as it was only then that the wolf of Las Vegas skipped off with a dreadful smile on his lips as he knew what was to come...

One of the greatest additions to the Las Vegas elite....

The Oppai Research Force was born!