Bender gathered a team of reporters and began holding a press conference in the middle of the streets of Philadelphia. Partly to express his lack of concern for the local law-enforcement but also so what was said would be public knowledge to criminal and civilian alike. 

"Ladies, gentlemen and especially ladies. The last few days have been most eventful. Tough, trying and tragic for most.

Along with many others, Bella Vista's mob boss, the bold and stoic leader, Cato charged bald head first into battle, gallantly sacrificing his life, in order that his district and city may live on. 

We do not wish for his sacrifice to be in vain. Here in Bella Vista, the virtues of the stoic remains. 

With this in mind, I'd like to inform everyone that Ron_Burgundy  who if you're still unaware (although I'm not sure why you would be) Is actually quite a big deal. He has shown a flare for the entertaining side during peace as well as great leadership skills and calm dedication in times of chaos, stress and personal upheaval. 

With the blessings of Godfather Ronin Ron_Burgundy will be assembling his classy channel 4 news team here in Bella Vista."

Bender attempts to allow for people to ask any questions but is abruptly interrupted by the anchorman himself, Ron_Burgundy.

MissNiki bursts into applause for the rise of Ron_Burgundy. He will make a fine addition to the already blossoming Bella Vista. 

Seemingly rolling out of Ron_Burgundy's breast pocket, not sure why he was there - attempting to clap with his thread with a musk of confusion.

Frank was out rippin' through Bella Vista....

Well actually staggering piss drunk on mouthwash to the bank to cash his dead grandmother's welfare check when he hears some robot spewin' about big deals and all that jazz(flute).  Frank readjusts his nutsack, rips a fart and then picks up a cigarette butt off the ground and places it at the side of his mouth.  Frank flashes his famous toothless grin and walks up beside Bender.

"Ron,   You and I are both Stoic motherfuckers to the bone and your new adventure here in Bella Vista is surely one which I feel the need to be a part of.  Now I know FOR A FACT that there are few that can rival my classiness, my good looks and my overall sexiness.  You're in the vicinity, but really... I mean C'mon."

Frank glazes over towards Niki who's rolling her eyes.  She'd read about this guy somewhere...

"Congrats Ron.  I'm glad to be here for the ride.  Now, if you'll excuse me..."

Frank turns his back to the gathered crowd and unzips his dirty pants and has a long overdue leak.  He zips em back up and staggers off to complete his mission to the bank.

Congratulations Ron, I can wait to see what the Channel 4 News team has to bring us for a long time to come.

Congrats Ron!

Luther was walking on the other side of Philly when he saw a crowd gathering around Don Bender. He was about too start speaking so Luther decided to join in and listen what he had to say. 

After the speech Ron_Burgundy spoke up and thanked a few people. As he finished his speech Luther congratulated the man.

"Congratulation Ron, and the best of luck".

Vic watching everything from a safe distance, he can barely believe what he is seeing. Still in disbelief, takes his right hand in his pocket, looking for a last cigarette ...

"I knew it!" - Vic thought to himself.

Clapping slowly, Vic manages to draw the attention of Ron_Burgundy for a moment, and gently nods.

Seeing a great opportunity at hand, Vic called a boy who appeared to deliver a kind of meal for the tobacco shop next door.

"Hey boy! Can you see that handsome? No, not the robot, one more to the right, dressed in a dark red suit and with a beautiful mustache. You will deliver this note to him, take these $ 20."

In the note, Vic made it clear he is very happy with the rise of Ron_Burgundy at the end of the note a slightly more personal message: "Ron, we were members of the same family one day, and one day we will be again. Make Bella Vista proud... If you need me, I'll be there for you!"

Vic finishes his cigarette and prepares to leave, gently begins to join the crowd, until it disappears, whistling a song whatsoever.