Yurei found herself staring at the office door with a feeling of Déjà vu, her mind flicking back to her first meeting with Jeffrey "The Dude" Lebowski back in NY. “My mother said to find you.. That you’d have a place for me..” The months had seen a lot of changes, the dusty girl had matured, the families move to Chi, and the growth of the family. New faces and old. Yurei closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and knocks.

The door didn’t spring open, that wasn’t the boss's style. Instead, it opened a crack like he expected an ex wife’s lawyer and those to sharp eyes took her in before the door opened the rest of the way as he waved her in with his usual jovial smile. “Yurei, you’re early. Come in, come in! Grab a chair! Grab a drink, get comfy. We’re just waiting on the others.”

Yurei drifted into the room, glancing around to find her favored chair once again covered in paper clippings and reference books from the next edition of The Rug. On the desk, this week's copy was open to the last page, a red circle around a typo near the end and a note to “remember to fire the editor who missed this”… followed by “reminder to rehire myself.” in blue ink under it.

Moving stuff around and putting books back up on the shelves, Yurei found a paper clipping from the fight night that saw her grandmother set up The Pit. It was a similar fight that found Jez and The Dude meeting for the first time. Yurei put the rest of the stack on a side table and made herself a White Russian before folding herself into the comfy arm chair with a random book she picked up off a table. A photo album of past articles, she settles in and waits for the rest of the party to show up.

“Oh, Hey, Yurei, you’re still sober enough, can you look this over for me?” Yurei opened the envelope he offered and glanced over the deed to a bowling alley on the other side of the I-90. He’s still talking as her eyes lock in on the name on the deed and blinks: Yurei Iskra. “...Are you ready to take it over?” 

As it clicks, Yurei glances up and blinks again, still processing the information. “Of course, Anything for the family…” Yurei’s brain caught up with her mouth, she stopped and looked up at her boss. “Yes. I can take over the alley.. Do you mind if I pick my people?”

As they talk, Cyclone walks in, glancing at the map spread out on the desk “Oh! You told her! Good, Have you picked the name yet?”

Yurei smirks at the walking disaster. “I think… I think we shall bring about the foretold Glitter Saints.”