_____<br/><br/>Although perhaps usually being the most profitable evening of the year, Remus had, in a rare display of vulnerability, foregone spending New Year's Eve working. Instead, he had found himself back at the bar, for once a patron.<br/>Lingering by the bar, Remus had fallen in and out of conversation with Sirius, having had to part ways a few times already when Sirius’ was called back on stage to perform. Remus had watched each with interest, and a gradually wider grin for each drink that he got.<br/>Sirius had finished what must be his last set of the year, the hour drawing closer and closer to midnight. As Sirius returned, Remus’ posture changed, perking up slightly from where he had been leisurely hanging against the bartop.<br/>“Best one yet,” he praised, his grin wide and boyish with intoxication, and his gaze heavy with continued interest.