Remus ventured further into the bar with some degree of disoriented hesitation, a timidness to the way he filtered through the occupied tables and people.<br/>The more immersed he became in the bar, the more it became apparent that it was, above all, a bar, finding it less and foreign the more people he passed. Every now and then, his eyes lingered upon a same sex couple in close proximity or deep in conversation, feeling his eye skip a beat with a thrill.<br/>Eventually, it was a drag queen that made Remus do a double take. Having passed her, he thoughtlessly stalled, turning his head, this time meeting her eye. Deep within, Remus knew nothing about the interaction was beyond social norms, yet it still brought a sheepish smile to his lips, apologetic with some intimidation. To that, she only responded with a bright grin and a wink, leaving Remus with both a sense of relief and of unease, deep within his stomach. Finally feeling like he could properly leave the interaction, Remus passed her, seating himself on the first empty seat he found - a booth along the perimeter wall.<br/>Prompted by both nerves and curiosity, Remus turned, glancing back at the drag queen, only fully relaxing into the seat when he saw she had yet again engaged in conversation with her company.