Joey Caresi walked out of the hospital in Chicago and deeply inhaled the air. He'd spent nearly a year in a coma, induced when he was shot in his apartment during the war against Roman and Premeir. The doctors doubted Joey would survive, and even a funeral was held for him. However, he survived and after recovering from his coma, he was ready to get back into business. Not much time passed before he realized that everything's changed. SexyBeast, his leader and successor to Roman's throne over Chicago, was no more. Same could be said for everyone he had worked with, although he was certain that their successors have continued their business.

So here I am, back to these shores after nearly a year of coma. Those who weren't part of SexyBeast's The Cheese Syndicate probably don't know me. Those who were maybe don't know me either. But still, Benny you still play friend? PizzaTheHut? Chuckle? Favara? Paul Vitti? You guys around here or have left to pursue straight life?I'd love if you could hit me up. Oh and just one more thing, I never was the Godfather of St Louis! That was a completely other guy.

Joey nods, lights a cigar and waits for a response.

I've never met you in my life. Unless you roam other streets I frequent. But. On these streets, no fockin clue. Welcome back though.

Fair enough, didn't expect any people outside the Cheese Syndicate to know me. I don't know you either, but thanks.

Never heard of you either but my blood is young, anyways welcome back

Marionette? Gordon Zola? Other people from SexyBeast's crew?

Joey, if you use that contraption over on OCC Avenue, that IRC thing, you may have a better chance at getting a hold of decendants of your ancestors friends.

Yeah as you mention it. I didn't think of that.

I am map reading incapable. That would be OOC Avenue. But, you got my jist. There may be a transvestite corn stand on OCC avenue that is stuck in my memory. Or a good cup of coffee. Either way.

I know of many that were descendants of The Cheese Syndicate.

It's always great to hear St. Louis spoken, Great city! But I'm not aware of The Cheese Syndicate. Welcome back though!

Luger, different person!

The godfather of St Louis, descendents to say hello however!

Joey it is good to see you back, you're much greater than your counterpart.

Whilst I won't get into a petty debate over it, that remark is ludicrious BlackMan. His counterpart was a Godfather of St Louis, in what manner is this lad better?

Shakes his head

CERN SERMAHN PLERS SHER MAH WHER DA TRERNSVERSTERT CERN STERND ERS?

I've been wondering the same thing Talented.

I THERNK WER SHERLD GER LERK FER ERT. ERVERN ERF I ERM SCERERD ERF CERN... I LERV TRERNSVERSTERTERS

Ok, when we find it, I'll take the corn, you take the transvestite. Deal?

DERL! I WERL SERCH TER HERL ERND BERCK FER DA TRERNSVERSTERT CERN STERND

*points the way to hell for talented*

SQER! ERD MAHCH RERTHER U PERNT DA WER TER DA TRERNSVERSTERT CERN STERND FER THER_DERN ERND MAHSERLF

Talented the transvestite is dead.