James gave a wave and turned away from his sister, she always had to have the last word didn't she? it was frustrating to have a sibling like that, but he let the joke slide off after all he didn't find her particularly attractive either. Though a blow to his ego was still a blow to his ego. Walking away he finnished the last of his first drink and decided that he needed to pop his head outside for a moment. Opening the door he blinked into the slightly fadding light of the sun to come face to face with another guest.<br/><br/>"Dude parties already started get in here!" He practically shouted seeing the costumed spec ops member. He knew the character from one of his old games, a series he had fallen out of love with in later years of his life, but he still knew 'hunk' when he saw him. "Human unit never killed!" he said announcing the guy to the rest of the party not giving him any real choice in the matter of entering the building or not.<br/><br/>James had invited everyone, not really caring for who was on standing he just wanted the party to be big. He looked down at the bag raising an eyebrow. "We will have to do a bag check on that. If its alchohal then the more the better, but I do have rules." he said he was fine with alchohal in the house but he wanted to make sure his guests weren't smuggling in anything more extreme then extra booze, and or some weed.