"I've met Mister Silver once or twice," Felix honestly couldn't remember which, but such was the nature of the Fae, "but I've not even caught a glimpse of him here tonight. He's desperately handsome, and something of a charmer, but I'm sure he'll be on best behavior tonight."

Felix had the ability to chat extensively and drink at the same time, which he managed with aplomb. "Do you celebrate... all this?" he inquired, with a vague gesture at the seasonal decorations. As a fellow man of science and reason, Felix didn't expect Hannibal to have much attachment to the religious holiday. Hence his own semi-sarcastic Saturnalia greeting.