It was an extremely bright day as four black Dodge sedans pulled up to Downtown, Detroit. The caravan cruised down Gratiot Ave and came to a stop in front of a tall empty building. Frank opened his door and exited the driver's seat of the leading car. He stood up and stretched as the passenger doors of his vehicle and the sedans in the caravan all swung open and the Philly upper structure began getting out of their respective vehicles. Frank looked over at Althea and Mandalore and spoke...

Mandalore, you drive next time. That was utter crap...

"I took a pretty good nap, you should try it sometime." retorted Mandalore.

Smart ass...

All 11 made their way to the front door. Frank pulled out a keyring, picked the newest key and slid it into the lock. With a twist, the door opened and everyone filed into the front room of the building. They all looked around the room before looking back at Frank. He reached into his pocket and withdrew a cigarette and lit it, taking a drag and looking around. Knowing this place had potential Frank could only imagine how much cash flow potential is out there on these streets; he knew driving here was the right decision...

Well I can guess by the stares we're all curious as to why we're here and why we drove instead of flying? Well, I've been thinking and we need to make use of this city and Philly needs to expand. Seeing as we don't have many people to put here, I've spoken to our friend in Chicago and have gotten us into a joint venture here in Detroit. Quinten, I want you to be our representative from Philly. Your lineage has done great things and I know that this venture won't be a challenge to someone of your caliber. I'm not sure who Chicago will be sending yet, but I know you'll do great and make me proud.

Frank reached into his pocket and removed the keyring again and picked out the key to the door. He removed it from the keyring and looked up at Quinten and the rest of the group. Allowing the moment to sink in; Frank looks down at the keys and looks back on everything the two have been through. With a grin, he tossed the key to Quinten who caught it and smiled. 

Take care of yourself, Quinten, I know you wont let me down. There's no one else I'd rather see take this opportunity than yourself.

Congrats brother.

Congrats QuintenTarantino!

Armorbearer was standing quietly at the rear of the full upper structure of Philly, when he peaked his head through and managed to get a hand along with, to shake and congratulate his fellow friend on his extraordinary achievement. 

Salute to you, and may God smile upon Detroit hence forth!!

Armorbearer retreats back to the rear quietly, as he continues to look around.

Quinten begins to change out of his Philadelphia robes and into his new Detroit suit... Looking back to Don Frank_Sinatra, Quinten begins to speak 

Frank, this is a very generous offer you have bestowed upon myself and my family. It would be an honor to represent Philadelphia inside the Motor City. I know I will do great things and I cannot wait for this new adventure and milestone in my life and career.

The Motor City has seen a lot of dismay within the last months on these shores, I will do everything within my power to ensure that the curse is broken from the fair city. My mafiosi and I will bring much respect to the once glorified city of Detroit.

We will call ourselves, the Detroit Dynasty.

Taking out his last envelope of tribute, Quinten goes and begins to fortify his new Headquarters. 

J walks out of the shadows, the glow of mask catches everyone but Quinten of guard. J walks up to Q. He places his arm around Q, and speaks

Q, I have to say, I am happy to call this my home with you and the rest of the Detroit Dynasty. I know we will do wonders and grow strong.

J grabs a plastic wrapped cigar and hands it to Q. I was going to save that for the day i got my own family, but this is just as good. 

J lights Q's cigar and then lights his.

Congrats Boss

The Mad Hatter walks outs of his old Philly home for the very last time. he turns and looks at his Associate's Alpha & Lucky-Luciano carrying The old mans antique tea set.

You two drop them, it's going to be very bad for you both.

He turns and walks over to his Boss QuintenTarantino , and shakes his hand.

Boss we got a long drive to Downtown, Detroit. so we best get going.

this day is well deserved, cant think of anyone better for such a position

Mandalore walks into the streets proud of his friend. Clapping.

Congratz Q!

I think this is one of the great things the leaders could have done with the district since recent events, i look forward to seeing whats next

Quinten my friend, I truly look forward to helping you rebuild the home of many of my ancestors, make it a good one!

Anomaly hears of one of his good friends moving to a city of his own. 

Nice work Quinten, I know you will do a great job in rebuilding Detroit! This is a great opportunity for you!

Anomaly pulls out an almost empty flask and downs the rest, before leaving to find more whiskey. 

Damon listens to the speech.

Congratulations sir and I wish you all the best rebuilding Detroit. Good luck.

Damon turns and walks away.

Gohan approaches Quinten and hands him an unlabeled jar. It actually contained one of his rather stinky farts, but he wasn't going to share that valuable information with a soul. 

Well deserved, brother. This jar contains air from the Irish countryside, or some crap like that. I dunno, I got it in a gift shop on the way over. I'm sure it will make your new office smell wonderful.

With a large grin, Gohan shook Quinten's hand and made his way back to his own HQ to do more important things, like fart in jars and write on CommodumPerfectus' face when he slept.

Congrats!