This year we are very behind, and lazy. This year we did a cocktail holiday party to see our friends before we all jet off to beyond.
The hosts. 
The furry host.
The evening entertainment. Not really.
We LOVE treats. We are so good. Look at us. Aren't we good listeners? What? 
At the food table.
Eric's specialty cocktail sure knocks a punch. It knocked Jason out. 
Look at those tongues. Gross.
The stockings are hung by the chimney with care. Poor kitty/Roxi has an identity crisis and no gifts. What does one get a cat?
Ready.
Eric the bartender. Mixing up "peppermint chocolate martinis." 
Junior mints and sugar rim preparations.
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