Phill frowned "We still need a grand marshal for the parade."
Drake hovered into the room in his new chair. "I hate it when people talk about me when they don't think I can hear them. And before you ask, that was a joke about my last name, not an offer of my services."
Brianna gaped a bit. "Drake you're..." She stopped, a bit embarassed atwhat she'd been about to say but Drake just smiled.
"Sitting. Yeah, I know. But hey, there are worse fates than a comfy chair. It was a present from my girlfriend. Don't worry though. I brought stuff for everyone. Some of Wisconsin's finest items. You should open the round ones now. I don't want them to go bad."
The round gifts were distributed as the others were placed below the tree. Leslie was the first to open a large wheel of cheddar. "Thank you Drake. It's very cheesey. Uhm, in a good way."
"Like I said, Wisconsin's finest."
