Alvin shook hands with his two Admirals, someone had blown the dust of old Admiral Straitov and he was happily demonstrating magic tricks to some pretty young order Admirals that would probably give him a heart attack if they fell for his charm.
He was feeling a little light headed from the excessive amount of eggnog, as he shook yet more hands, introducing his guests to the buffet table, as he moved on pausing before the IND Vice President Mister Hansen.
"I have not forgotten about you... just a little busy. Can I refill your drink?" He asked, noting that Hansen was sitting next to one of the Order officers, on the other side of Simon O'Hare... good hands.
"Premier," Leon Mendel touched his arm. "President Winchester."
Katz intercepted his guest halfway across the floor, "Mister President," he greeted warmly. "Welcome to our humble home, I am honoured that you are here."
"Premier, It was an honor to be invited to this fabulous party as well as being you requesting me to carve the turkey"
Just at that moment, this song started playing on the jukebox. "Maybe this will get Doc to play. I had heard he plays really well" Jonathon mentions to the Premier.
Alvin smiled watching as Doc took to the piano, as the chefs brought out the Christmas Turkey, setting it on a small table. People began to salivate and gather around the exceptionally large bird.
Alvin coughed a little, "We... err... well they grow a little larger than normal on JiangXi, we should thank Colonel Rhade, he was the one that took an expedition to hunt this beast down."
Everyone clapped for the Colonel.
Katz motioned, "If you would be so kind as to do the honours, Mister President."