"Obviously. I'm the hotel's owner." Moriarty drawled.

"So why would he be here?"

"He's a Japanese delegate. If this assassination attempt fails, we could start a world war." Jim said. "Now put on your uniform and get cooking! Tonight's a big night!" he sang twirling around the kitchen. "Those noodles need to be cooked a tad bit longer, Natsumi~!" Then he left...

(Timeskip to the night of the banquet (Sponsored by Mycroft's Cake))

"So, are we all set?" Jim said through the earpieces he gave you, Evensley, and Sebby.
"All set here." you heard Evensley's voice say.
Sebastian mumbled incoherently.

"Yep" she replied, getting rid of the last wrinkled in the uniform and putting a black barrette in her hair to keep the fringe back.

"Okay then, go serve our guests. You can stay near me if that's more comfortable with you. Evensley is my sister and Sebby is my bodyguard. Pretend like you don't know them." Moriarty instructed. "It's show time! Go through the door on your left."

She smiled and sauntered off through the door, waiting for orders

The room was large and airy. A large dome of glass covered the ceiling, and large chandeliers of crystal hung from it. Many delegates from all sorts of countries were there, and they all were speaking English, as was the language of business. You spotted Jim talking with an African delegate. His eyes met yours and he motioned you over.

She took her plate and walked over quickly, taking a glance around to have the others were doing it

"You, take my glass." Jim said to you. His tone was bored and maybe even slightly haughty. Man, he was a good actor. Evensley stood beside him in a midnight blue dress. You made eye contact and she winked.
"Brother, mind if I step out for a breath of air, it's a tad too crowded." she said.
"Sure, sister." Moriarty said, resuming his conversation with the politician.
She gestured for you to follow.

She took his glass and took a detour around some more tables before slipping out to talk to Evensley