Joey Juco leaned back in his chair, a proud grin spreading across his face as he raised a glass.
Joey Juco:
Alright, listen up. Today’s a big day. Not just for me… but for the whole family. Tony, Rocco, Brent, Luis—you boys didn’t just show up… you proved something.
Tony:
(smiling)
We appreciate that, Joey. We’re ready to earn it every day.
Joey Juco:
That’s what I like to hear. This thing of ours—it ain’t handed out like candy. You gotta carry it. Respect it.
Rocco:
You got our word. Loyalty first.
Joey Juco:
Loyalty… and brains. Don’t forget that. You don’t survive in this game just being tough. You gotta think three moves ahead.
Brent:
So what’s the first move, boss?
Joey Juco:
(chuckles)
First move? You learn. You listen. You don’t talk too much. The loud guys? They don’t last long.
Luis:
And the quiet ones?
Joey Juco:
The quiet ones run everything.
(The room laughs lightly.)
Joey Juco (raising his glass):
To Tony… Rocco… Brent… Luis. Welcome to the EU family. You represent something bigger now. Don’t ever forget where you came from—or who you stand beside.
All:
Cheers.
Joey Juco:
Carry your wallets and phones in a chip bag so they can’t be tracked, and for Deus’ sake get an EMP gun to fry the Hitachi smart dust the feds use.