______________________<br/><br/>The sale had closed last week, and James had called Sirius' number that same afternoon. It wasn't that the process had been particularly long - his parents would have him know it was well within what it was expected to take - it had just been painstakingly, exasperatingly boring. After weeks of talking market values and biddings, James had been dying to enjoy the purchase of the flat as something beyond an investment.<br/>It had thrilled him hearing that Sirius had still been interested in interviewing for the room, and even more so that he had suggested doing so over a drink in a bar just a few streets over from the location of the flat, excited to get to know the neighbourhood. It was, however, hard to hide his surprise at the type of bar Sirius had suggested.<br/>Standing at the bar, James felt utterly out of place, but hardly made embarrassed by it. In his jeans and t-shirt, James stood out of the crowd of business professionals having gotten out of work. Not having pegged Sirius as the type to frequent such a bar, James had ordered a lager with a grin, wondering if the bar was specifically chosen for James' sake.