Chris raises his glass and drinks a toast. It had been a tumultuous journey since the death of his father, but moving to Los Angeles to continue his father's legacy was the best thing he had ever done. He had done what ever was asked of him, gone where Don Toby had needed him to go, and somehow had ended up one of the chosen. A Made Man. You couldn't even say that it had been a roller coaster ride as the last 25 days had all been on a high. The Smackdown Hotel was going well, and now he was branching out on his own.

Finally... The Rock... has become a Leader in his own right. Let me tell you this Toby, The Rock thanks you from the bottom of his heart. When you branched out on your own, you took the Rock in and gave him a chance, you trusted a man you had barely any knowledge off to be a button man and help mould and shape your family, to help mould and shape Dunder Mifflin . Then we moved to L.A. Now, you have honoured the Rock once more, you have allowed the Rock to begin the most dangerous time of his life. Leader of his own Family. And it doesn't matter, Toby what you call it. Whether it's called a family, a crew, The Electric Company, painus in you anus, the only the thing that matters, is that The Rock is going to this Wednesday night, to do exactly what he does best - layeth the smacketh down and continue to help make Los Angeles the single greatest city on Gods green earth. And the fact of the matter is this, is that The Rock knows this Wednesday night, he has his work cut out for him. The Rock knows, he's got a multitude of other guys he's got to compete with. And even if The Rock has got to beat Kurt Angle, which means, "I'm gonna drink a big glass of milk, eat some chocolate chip cookies and maybe I'll take three viagra". Or maybe The Rock has got to face Rikishi, beat Rikishi. "I did it for The Rock. I did it for the people. I did it for... oh, shut your mouth, you thong wearin' fatty. Or maybe The Rock has got to beat The Undertaker, the American Badass, beat him so bad, that once more he'll raise up... "Rest in peace!" Or maybe The Rock has got to beat Triple H himself, which means-uh, he's got to beat-uh The Game-uh, in the middle of the ring-uh. And he has a two dollar slut for a wife-uh! Or maybe The Rock, has gotta beat... Stone Cold Steve Austin. Which means I gotta get my pick-up truck, drink some Steve-wisers, listen to some Backstreet Boys. Simple fact of the matter is this, it doesn't matter if the Rock has to beat Steve Austin, Jane Austin, Steve Tyler or Tyler fucking Durden to do it, The Rock is going to be the best damn Leader he can be. Not just for BobbyZ, not just for you Toby, not just for Downtown Los Angeles, but for the People, for the Millions, and millions of the Rock's fans.

If you Smell-ell-ell-ah... what the Rock... is... Cookin'?

Chris raises his drink in a toast once more and downs it in one, turning the glass upside down and slamming it on the table.

Not only has the mighty Poopship_Destroyer had the misfortune of staying at Chris_Vaughn's smelly dump of an inn The Smackdown Hotel in Los Angeles, but I have the misfortune of knowing the man personally as well.  Be that as it may, I raise my glass as well in celebration.  Congrats Mr. Vaughn, it is good to see LA expanding and I'm happy to see you getting an opportunity to build a family of your own.  Salut sir.  My door is always open to you should you ever need advice or wisdom from me, as I am assuming you have no clue what you are doing.  Best of luck to you my Friend.

Poopship_Destroyer raises his glass and toasts the new crew chief of LA

Onikage is nearly in tears at the Rock's magnificent speech.  Taking out his pocket handkerchief he blows his nose and clears his throat.  H

Onikage steps forward in front of his friend's table, bows his head slightly with a smile and then grips Chris_Vaughn's hand in a strong handshake, shaking it every couple of words.  "ROCK.... a hearty congratulations on your promotion my friend.  Your grand daddy's, grand daddy's, grand dad introduced my grand daddy's, grand daddy's, grand daddy's, dad to this world we live in.  My grand daddy's, grand daddy's, grand daddy's, dad also had the honour of being your grand daddy's, grand daddy's, grand dad's Right Hand man of the exact same company that you have resurrected, The Electric Company.  I'm confident you will bring a strong and successful leadership to the streets of LA and Rock my good friend wish you all the very best with it all."

Onikage lets go of the Rock's hand, reaches down and takes a shiny new suit out of a paper bag that he was carrying and holds it up for everyone and Chris to see.

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"Please Rock accept this fine suit as a token of our friendship and camaraderie.  You are by far the most electrifying person I have ever met and I love you man! "

Onikage once again takes his pocket handkerchief out  and wipes his eyes and blows his nose.  "I'm so sorry Rock, I'm feeling all emotional today. Anyway I hope you like the suit.  I'm sure all your fans will love it and once again congratulations."

Black limo pulls up to the rear of the crowd. Bobby was already aware of the city plans and had other business to attend to as well, so he told his driver to "Keep the engine running, I won't be long." 

Bobby opens the door, and smoothly makes his way through the crowd to approach Chris. As Bobby stands in front of Chris with his back towards the crowd he hands him a cigar.

Bobby opens up towards the crowd "If you need anything, the city has your back"

Bobby lights both cigars, then proceeds back to his limo. He turns around, tips his hat towards the crowd then gives his driver the tap on the shoulder.