As Bo realized Vince's intention in going for the champagne bottle, he smiled.<em>Perfect</em>, he thought with a light chuckle.  A laugh born of expectations met and a growing appreciation for the character of the man called Tool.  He found himself nodding slightly at Marcus's words.  'Family', exactly what he had been hoping for when he accepted this new mission in his life, long before he had ever seen the advertisement for this experiment.  Perhaps now he had found that which his heart had sought.  He lifted his glass slightly and took a swallow of his champagne.<br/><br/>As his eyes passed over each person around him, he was struck once again by the amazing energy and spirit he saw within each expression of hope and desire.  Moved to a moment of unusual spontaneity, he raised his glass a little higher and spoke in a clear, sure voice, "I would like to offer a word of thanks to those responsible for bringing us together.  To the men," he paused, looking each man in the eye, "Marcus, Vince; a new brotherhood."  The seriousness in his expression made clear the importance he attached to the use of the word 'brotherhood', and that it was not an offer made lightly.  Then his eyes softened.  His gaze searched that of each of the women as he said in a gentler voice, "and to these wonderful women, Mila, Mari, Nicci, I feel truly blessed to share this opportunity with you."  He couldn't help the little extra width of his smile as he said Nicci's name, looking into her eyes.  Not a look of preference, but a natural reaction to the special dance that they had just shared, and a hope that she would come to accept his faults.  That they all would, as he knew that he would theirs.<br/><br/>"Cheers, everyone," he finished in a lighter tone, tilting the edge of the glass to his lips.