You are at a Christmas party thrown by some rich person at their mansion. It is awesome and busy, and there's all sorts of things going on. One is a performance of a promiscuous Mrs Clause with several reindeer strippers. Raunchy. While you're at the bar, one of the reindeer wearing a harness and very little otherwise, sits next to you.

I'll have what this cutie's having.

He says to the bartender, patting your shoulder. His athletic body is on full display, contrasted by the Christmas lights hanging from his antlers.