Will came walking back from the bar with a glass of egg nog and bourbon, wiping the excess from under his nose.  He jumped a litle at the pinch and narrowed his eyes at Marg, grinning.  "Careful now, I may get you when your back is turned."  He chuckled a little and took another sip of his drink.  Jokes aside, any chance to get Marg's hand on his ass was a good one.<br/><br/>Seeing a few people leaving to go handle their festivities, he waved, hoping that they would return at some point.  The two lovely Hostesses had done an excellent job with the guest list, and he looked forward to the rest of the evening.