Hearing the name of his drag persona probably should give Sirius more of a whiplash than it did, something that he could easily blame on the intoxicants still in his system. For now, it just made him smile softly, somehow finding it exactly right when it came from Remus, even if the situation very much didn’t call for it.<br/>It was the next words out of Remus’ mouth that made Sirius groan, as he moved his hands through his hair, running them through a couple of times before pulling it up into an uncharacteristically messy bun. He knew that he wasn’t going to look even a fraction as put together as he normally took great pride in doing, but that was just the price that he was going to have to pay.<br/>“Don’t remind me,” he stated as he got up properly, opening the buttons of his pyjamas as he went on a search for clean clothes, knowing that just whatever he could find was going to have to do.<br/>“Arlo is going to have to handle this one himself, honestly.”