[color=#00CCCC][font=Book Antiqua]Having a christmas "elf" guarding each of his arms and one sitting on his back, Peter Hansen stumbled into the well and lovely decorated festival hall.
There were quite a few familiar faces around. Order Pilots who helped him making his way out of the nomad infested Omicron Delta, several weeks ago. Crewmen of Freital and Casablanca base were there aswell.
Ignoring most of the people around him, still having the giggling girl on his back, he made his way straight to the Premier.
"Mr. Premier. What a nice and warm welcome you arranged!"He glanced at the girl on his back "And what your men and women did to the hall.. man i like it. Brings back good childhood memories."
Hansen, who normally seemed to be wearing a tough pokerface, smiled like a child sitting under a christmas tree, unwrapping it's presents.
"I heard the best Eggnogg in whole Sirius was made here, tonight. I guess you got too many things to pay attention to, to just follow me, have a drink and a chat don't you?"