After walking around Detroit for a little while, Daba found the whole business area a little quiet for his liking and wanted to find a to liven things up. He was also hungry.

After stumbling along alleys, Daba runs into an area that seems strangely familiar. His great great great too long to count great grandfather had a pizza shop in Detroit for a short time period. After looking through his journals, Daba could not find the name of the restaurant but remembered the owner, Pizza_guy, was never keen on not fresh ingredients.

Daba returned to the area he found the other day. He took down all the boards on the windows and cleaned up the place.

Through some friends of the family, Daba was able to acquire the most up to date pizza oven and workers who knew how to make a good pizza and knew to keep their mouths shut.

A crowd had to begin to assemble at the sound of all the commotion. Daba knew he needed to put a sign out with prices and deals before he lost the crowds attention. 

Daba posted a sign that read:

For single topping pizzas. Extra 15 cents per topping

Small: $1

Medium: $1.5

Large: $2.5

Speak to Daba privately about pizza parties

List of toppings:

Meats:

Pepperoni

Sausage

Salami

Meatballs

Bacon

Grilled Chicken

Vegetables:

Mushrooms

Spinach

Peppers

Black Olives

Tomatoes

Gluten Free pizza available upon request

Deep-Dish pizza available upon request

Water cups available

Now that the sign was ready, Daba turned to the excited crowd.

Hello all. Thank you for joining me on this glorious. Prepare to enjoy some great pizza. Why is this pizza great you may ask. Because it comes from Detroit!!

That is why!

No more questions. Let us eat!!

And with that rousing speech, Daba ran back inside awaiting his first customer.

Daba decides to make another announcement to the waiting crowd.

Since the shop just opened. This whole week half off any two topping medium pizza!

Daba smiles as the crowd rejoices and runs back inside to await his customers.

Mr. Cat was taking his usual stroll in Detroit looking for birds, mice or someone he might know, when he saw a place that had opened today! The sign above the restaurant said Pizza Capital, which reminded him of one of his best friends, @PizzaLover. Just like his name said, he loved pizzas. Like, SERIOUSLY LOVED PIZZAS and couldn't live without 'em! Well, he did get tired of pizza once... it was like a short cold... and the pictures of his delicious pizzas returned after a day or two.

Mr. Cat wanted to go back to the HQ to see if he was there, but it was quite a walk, and he decided to stay. Maybe PizzaLover would stop by later? The pizzaslices on the pictures outside looked like they were eager to be eaten, and Mr. Cat decided to skip the queue and walked up to the front where the cashier was. Chairs and tables surrounded him - the size of the place was bigger than expected, but it was manageable. Lots of people stared at him as well. Mr. Cat wasn't sure if it was the collar yelling Frank_Gallagher or the fact that there was a cat inside a pizzeria. Who would've ever thought that a pizza-liking cat even existed? 

For a while he just sat there in front of the row; not knowing what was next. He found a chair, jumped upon it and curled himself together as if trying to sleep. It didn't last long before the customers could hear him snore.

Daba takes a break from serving customers to watch a cat walk through the restaurant and take a seat. He shrugs and decides that it could not hurt to have a cat in the restaurant. He brings the cat a bowl of water since it was starting to get hot. He pets the little guy and rubs behind his ears.

What is your story bud?

Daba returns to his customers who are a little nervous about taking pizza from a guy who talks to cats but decide that the pizza is worth it.

Mr. Cat was startled when he heard someone walk near him, but he was too lazy to get up or even react. He felt a strong hand petting and rubbing him behind the ears, and his uncontrollable purring began, telling the strange person that he liked it. It had been a while since people actually petted him - usually he just slept on the couches when he was actually in the HQ, and if he wasn't sleeping, he would be talking with the rest of the crew. They were all being so nice to him - most of the time. 

He let out a satisfied "meow" when he noticed the bowl of water being placed in front of him. Although he did prefer beer, it was nice to clear the throat (and the stomach) once a year with cold water. He sat up and took a sip, watching the man return to his customers.

Daba smiled as the cat purred. He had a feeling the cat would become a little more social if he had something a little stronger to drink than water. After consulting with his local animal doctor, he found a nice mixture of beer and water and other things so that the cat would not get sick from the liquid.

Who is a good kitty? Yes you are. Yes you are!

Mr. Cat woke up, a bit disoriented, only to notice the smell of something really good. His instincts told him it was beer, so he sat up and looked around to find it. It was on the table - in the bowl that used to contain water. Now it was filled with mixed up beer, and he tasted it to make sure it was alright. Actually, it was better than what his own HQ served. Mr. Cat decided to visit this place more often, and he looked gratefully up at Daba, who was trying to talk with him. If there was only a way to say thank you.

The man lowered his hand to try and pet him, but before he was able to, Mr. Cat rubbed his head against the palm and drank more beer afterwards.

Daba smiled as the cat started to purr and rub his head against Daba's hand. It had been a while since he had gotten to pet a cat.

I wonder how much I will have to pay the health inspector to keep you here. Whatever the cost is, it is definitely worth it. Most of the customers love you.

As Daba returned to his work, he looked back at the cat wondering what his little eyes have seen of this world.

Philly Tarantino walks down the street, sucking the last fumes out of his cigarettes. Philly's stomach rumbles. It has been a while since Philly had a proper meal. His bad lifestyle of crime, cheap hookers and drugs starts to reflect on him. Philly's eyes carries large bags under them. Philly walks past Daba as he preaches about the restaurant but suddenly stops and enters the restaurant for a meal. It is unusual for Philly to treat himself at a restaurant. Philly walks up to the one behind the counter and orders himself a large salami pizza. Philly makes small talk with the one behind the counter.

"Nice restaurant you got yourselves here, eh. So, tell me, pal, how long have you been doing this for a living?".

Doll sees a crowd and can smell something so delicious coming from a new pizzeria, She waits in line until it is her turn, She orders a large pizza with ham, pepperoni, Sausage, she moves to the corner of the restaurant duck in the booth and scarfs in down like a fat kid in a candy store.

Doll gets up, wipes her face and looks at Daba and tells him she will be back... Best pizza Ever!!!!

Daba smiled as some faces he recognized came in to his little shop. Daba whips up the salami pizza for Philly. He brings the pizza to Philly and collects his money.

Hey. Thanks for stopping by. Well, I have been making pizzas for myself and close friends for years but this is my first time actually selling them. My grandfather left some of his journals to me and in them were all kinds of recipes. The business practices were a little dated but still useful.

What brings you to this part of town?

Daba sees Dollface come in and order her pizza. He puts on a little extra pepperoni for her and sends the pizza on its way.

Thanks for coming by! Hope to see you soon!

As K_W strolls the streets, trying to map the competition for his own business he passes by a nice looking rustic place. Hmm he wonders, this seems to be rather new, i can still smell the paint and the smell of new furniture. As he enters the place a nice warm wind hits his face and the smells remind him of his trip to Sicily, well that made him angry, he HATES italians, they are lazy and very annoying, he prefers some nice and quiet. So he decides to move to the back. As he watches a very tiny lady wolf down a big pizza his curiosity is raised. It must be some really good pizza then.

As he sits down waiting for the menu to arrive, he sees a familar little creature on the table in the middle of the place, ahhh well if that isn't the little mr_cat, the furry alcoholic of Detroit, he seems to have found many more watering holes in this city. He smirks, evil genius that little guy, profiting from freebies everywhere.

O hello there, you must be the owner, my name is K_W, how are you doing Daba, I really like your place it is very authentic. Could i see your menu please, i'm quite famished by now.

Daba smiles as he sees K_W walk in to his little shop.

Hello. I am doing pretty good. Business is going pretty well for a new shop. I see you know Mr. Cat he has quite the thirst for beer.

How are you?

Daba hands K_W a menu.

What can I get for you?

Walter was few days on business trip outside Detroit but he heard that one of family members bought some place in Detriot

and open "Pizza Capital"place,that was inaff infos for Walter to visit that place as soon as he land in home town

only few hours after Walter landed to Detroit airport he took cab and orders to drive him to "Pizza capital"

after 20 minutes of driving Walter arrived

"Hello Daba I heard for your place and I m ready to eat something,tell me whats good?"

Daba smiles as a friendly face comes into the store.

Hey! How are you doing there?

Well we currently have a few specials. One is deep dish pizza loaded with pepperoni and olives. We also have thin crust with meatballs and grilled chicken.

What'll be?

Smiles back at Daba, wondering if he just missed hearing his name or something. Anyhow he opened the menu and his eyes glided through the menu. Eventually as he hoped he saw the kinda pizza he liked best CAL-ZO-NE!!!

Hi sir, I'd like this pizza please, as you can see I'm a big fan of this type of pizza's, i've been having some issues in ordering them at home, so happy to be in your restaurant.

Could I have a nice cold beer as well to start with it? Also have a little beer for my mr_cat friend as well

Philly Tarantino eats a slice of the straight taken out of the oven pizza. Philly replies to Daba;

"It's just business, you know".

after Daba told Walter what is good,Walter decide

"I will take that pizza and cold beer please"

"tell me hows work,all going good?"

Walking through she streets of Detroit she notices a pizza place called Capital Pizza. It had been a while since she had pizza although it was her favourite thing to eat. Seeing her stomach began to rumble it must have been around dinnertime. She walks towards the door and opens it. As she steps inside the place she walks towards the counter and takes a look at the menu, she turns towards Daba.

"Good evening, I have been looking at your menu but I couldn't find any fish toppings. I would like to order a pizza with fish, do you have shrimps as well?"

As she awaits Daba's answer she looks around if there is still an empty seat left. It seems like this man is running a successful business.
 

Sip was looking around and saw the "Pizza Capital" sign.  She walks through the door and waits to be seated. 

Looking around and seeing the place seemed pretty crowded, and patiently waits.