Enrico Alvarez was watching his father getting steadily drunk with Admiral D'Souza and other senior members of the Hispanic community. It was all good, but for Enrico, they were a little... older than the company he usually liked to keep.
He watched a pair of Order officers entering the dance floor, and grinning to himself he straightened the loose tie he was wearing... checking to make sure he looked ok, he took a deep breath, crossing to the dance floor, he cleared his throat.
"Excuse me... Hunter right?" He smiled a toothy grin suddenly feeling a little shy. "May I have this dance...?"
The girl stirred, smiling at him, and Enrico's eyes went wide. "I'm sorry, I actually meant with Jeremy..."