Johnathan took a deep breath to try and quell his rising nerves as he gazed at himself in the mirror. This hadn't been the first time that he had gone to an event held by the upper crust of society; His father was a highly respected, highly successful doctor and decorated medical veteran of the first world war so he was often invited to such events and normally bringing ones family was expected. 

This would be his first time going to an event as Chaplain Harker of Utah, on loan from the armed forces in order to try and mingle with the upper crust of New York (and try and convince some of them to invest in war bonds). It wasn't the most creative of covers of course, but it was a role that Johnathan believed he could pull off; He wouldn't need to make an extensive cover story since most of what he was going with was himself... just with enough tweaks that no one would find his presence too out of place and since he was a Chaplain of the Church of Latter Day Saints and not from one of the more mainstream sects of Christianity he was less likely to be called out on not knowing the doctrine to the extent normally required.

Besides, the Harker name was known in certain circles due to his father's military history and his elder brother's budding career in politics, he didn't see any harm in attempting to use that to his advantage.