Lynch saunters into the streets after after a long night out at various bars and business establishments amount the hub-up of his bustling West Side. Things were going well he thought as he pounded a soft pack of unfiltered cigaretts pulling a crooked and crinkled one into his mouth. It was still early in the day and not many people were out and about as he pounded the pavement of the west side street blocks while heading over to Don Townslave's Penthouse. Ringing the bell he hears a crackle on the intercom to which he responds "Lynch". In return he hears a sharp buzzing and pushes open the door. 

Riding up in the elevator Lynch surveyed the land scape of chicago. It looked better than ever and he couldn't help but smile. Things had certainly come a long way in the past few months not the least of which was himself or his district. Stepping out on to the cold white linoleum of Townslaves penthouse floor he walks around the corner to see Townslave sitting on a plush red chair sipping a cup of coffee. 

The two nod at each other for a moment before Lynch says. 

"It's time. Make the call." 

Lynch walks over the the bar and makes two drinks as Townslave picks up the rotary phone beside him and begins to dial. 

Townslave dialed the number and waited while it rang. One ring went by, he felt a little impatient with everything that was going on. A second ring was heard and he was wondering if they were ever going to pick up the phone. The third ring, this time only half of the dial tone was heard.

Anonymous: "Hello?"

He was shocked to hear someone actually picked up the phone. It took him a little while to keep his composure, he was a little excited with a rush of Adrenaline flowing through his veins.

Townslave: "It's that time of the month. I mean... Oh forget it just make it happen!"

Townslave hung up the phone back on the resting piece and went over to the bar to retrieve his drink. After he picked up the glass he raised it and tapped the glass to Lynch's.

Townslave: "Cheers."

Townslave smiled as he tilted back his glass and finished the drink.