Well, he didn't seem to be doing too poorly overall for having such little experience with evenings like this. At least knowing Sisse was taking it easy on him helped. As she tucked her hand in his, he laid it gently on his arm and led the way to the refreshments table. Again he caught Sloane's uncertain expression, but all he did was pass her a smile. It could be a conversation for another time.

"Lemonade? Punch? Champagne?" He would never presume to know what she might like without asking. Alvin never liked to assume much of anything if he could help it. He would have lemonade tonight, or something else non-alcoholic if he could find it, but he wouldn't begrudge her any champagne if she wanted some and he didn't know if the punch was spiked or not. It wasn't always easy, but he knew better and hadn't fallen off the wagon yet.