General Halftrack is a notorious sot, so I’m guessing that his wife—does she have a name? Never mind, who cares—chose to make this a dry party out of concern for her husband’s liver. I wonder if he snuck something into that coffee he’s drinking. As far as the boozers on the right, the bald fellow seems to be doing this out of a sense of duty rather than joy. Having been in a number of situations exactly like this, I can’t help but sympathize. Social situations without alcohol? Screw that noise.