Alfie, anyone, and Tom (in a short while)
Tom had come home for a quick bite to eat before bundling Alfie off to the Dance-A-Thon. Technically he wasn't even supposed to go home for dinner, but he had accrued enough brownie points for the Head Healer to look away. Tom put a tracking charm on his young son, handed him a bag of snacks and games and bid him farewell. Only a few more hours and he'd be properly off shift.
Alfie wandered around for a bit before plonking himself down. Some party! Just a bunch of grown-ups dancing. He dunked all his Pokemon trading cards out of the bag and began spreading them out on the floor.