Lieutentant Colonel Vicenta Gonzalez was irritated when this song came on right as she entered the bar. She suspected someone was probably taking the mickey, and she didn't especially like it. Regardless, she neatly sidestepped the mistletoe and sought out Katz. She had a giftwrapped box under her arm.
"Oi, Katz... sorry. Comrade Premier." She tapped him on the shoulder, dodging a panicking elf bar maid carrying a large tray of vodka glasses to a large table of large drunken Commissars. "Seeing as it's apparently Christmas, I went and got you this."