James moved to one side as the food began getting served. A beer in one hand, a pepsi in the other he sat back in a lawn chair letting the others have first dibs.  Officially he was only stepping aside to let the ladies get first dibs, but that usually only worked at more formal occasions. So he decided he would not grab food until one of his drinks was empty, leaving him with a free hand to load his plate. He wasn't worried about getting food, there was always plenty. And more often then not a big portion of the leftovers wound up at the junkyard 'for the dogs'.