This whole county is. But the most screwed up thing of all is the name Kylo that makes Poe's lips press into a thin line. He's only just dreamt about that part - it woke him up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, feeling like he'd been hit by a freight train. No, the name doesn't inspire a lot of confidence in Poe but here he is. The fact of the matter is that even the military needs sponsors and donors, and Poe has somehow been nominated to be the representative for the air force. Something about being decorated and charming.
He didn't pay much attention.
In any case, it's all the reason why he's grabbing a new glass of champagne before he's even started his current one. It's a double fisting sort of night. He wheedles his way out of a conversation with a lot of thank yous and finds that he's in front of a dessert spread. It's enough to make him not notice the giant figure lurking nearby.