Congrats to the hardest working, most dedicated mafiaso I have ever encountered. This is a long time moment coming and I'm proud to call you my Godfather. Well done sir, well done indeed!

Clarity drove up fashionably late. She got out of her car and fixed her dress a bit before brushing her hair back. Smiling as she walked over to Jack and Marston she raised the bottle of wine she had brought as a gift.

"New York's finest and easiest to get drunk off, I might add!"

She said to them and giggled a bit before hugging them both. She then handed the bottle to Jack and patted Marston on the back.

"Sorry for my late arrival, boys and girls. I got a bit caught up in the casino, some punks were trying to pull a fast one on my workers. Yet, better late than never as most will say!"

Handing them both two glasses she raised her own.

"Congratulations to you both! I have worked with you men for quite some time now and have enjoyed every bit of it! I'm very glad to see Las Angeles prospering and I know that it will continue to thrive! Now drink up, drink up! We have many more drinks to be had to celebrate!"

Taking a sip from her own glass she smiled at everyone and then took a few more sips before walking off to find Xiphos and Jordan.

Aoife clasps her hands and smiles widely as she watches the handsome Godfather, JackPepper address the crowd.  He moves with such grace, and never before has she witnessed such a confidence in a man.  Looking over at her new crewleader, Marston, she is left in awe, as he is nearly as confident and also most handsome.

Seeing  two such debonair and successful leaders, I can't help but feel proud just for knowing you.  Congratulations.  May the city of Los Angelos continue to grow and flourish under your guidance and care.  You are both well deserving.

She hands them each a bottle of the best Champagne that money can buy and enjoys the revelry in the streets.

As the celebrations calm down and the large group surrounding Jack begin to disperse, Marston heads over to his godfather to offer his own congratulations…

As they meet, the two men shake hands, then embrace in laughter…

"I can't believe we're here already… Things sure have progressed quickly since the day I decided to join you."

He takes a longing gaze at his surroundings, and at the promising men and women of Los Angeles that have been partying long into the night. A strong feeling of pride engulfs him having been chosen to lead this fine body of men.

"Thank you for this amazing opportunity sir, I am elated that my work for you hasn't gone unnoticed, and I cannot think of a greater compliment than to be afforded this position of responsibility. Make no mistake, my efforts shall not dwindle, only escalate as we work together to make the city of Los Angeles into the prodigious city of organised crime that you, tnaryT and I envision."

The two men exchange another toast to Los Angeles, before Marston heads over to Kurtz, dragging him away from the monkeys, and over to the more important task of hounding the many fine women that are attending the celebration.