Not recognizing the man who bowed in front of him he slowly went for his knife in his right chest pocket. He then stops the movement and a smile breaks on his face.
"Probably the fumes from Joe's glass that made me unable to recognize you, this is Joe Hernandez, by the way."
Pointing to him.
"This here is Jay and this old-timer there is Jonathon. Don't let the greyness foul you. He is quicker and more ferocious than his 'granddad' look is transmitting."
He grins towards the other vice presidents respectively.
"Welcome Lawrence. And call me Stirling. Care for a drink?"