I wonder if they Re ticklish?

-other person here?"

Catav: "This is what you've been doing all night..drinking yourself silly until you can barely stand. I knew I shouldn't have left you alone at the bar"
Angora "Lighten up it's festivus!"
Catav "How am I meant to enjoy myself when I'm worried about you?"
Angora "Buy a drink like every normal-

At that moment a passerby taking pictures photographs an image of the two, with Catav looking out of character with a concerned frown on his face staring at this wife who can barely string words together

A couple hours into the party Angora is intoxicated on questionable alcohol whereas Catav has barely drank at all, he finds her in a corner of the speakeasy looking ready to pass out and picks her up of her feet.

Angora enjoys herself while Catav donned in his full suit tophat and sunglasses presents himself as a high class British nobleman to middling success. Despite being known in this getup as a rich nobleman he finds that other aristocrats see right through him.

-the well known advantaged blackjack player who has already made enemies of the gambling area of town.

The atmosphere is festive and unruly which Angora enjoys and Catav pretends to enjoy. Secretly he wishes they could celebrate somewhere more high brow as this establishment will immediately kick them out once they figure out it's him in disguise -

In snowbound Chicago, Christmas 1922, Catav and his newly wed wife Angora attend a discreet holiday party in a hidden speakeasy beneath a warehouse. They step into a crowded, smoky basement decorated with fading pine garlands and red ribbons tied to gaslight fixtures.