Remus didn't fail to notice Sirius getting up, his attention almost entirely on him even when he wasn't looking at him directly. Kingsley, a good friend and coworker, had grown more and more humoured by Remus' clear inattentiveness, his smile growing wider as the conversation crumbled into incoherent, pointless statements as Remus had turned to follow Sirius' path across the room.<br/>When it became clear that Sirius was, in fact, headed for the bar, Remus had already gotten out of his chair.<br/>"I'm sorry, I'll get back to you in a moment," Remus dismissed Kingsley, though he had failed to notice Kingsley had no longer been speaking. "I'll get another round if it drags out."<br/>Remus hadn't dared interpret Sirius' bar run as an invitation for Remus to join him, even though they had caught each other's eyes on several occasions. He did, however, gratefully take advantage of the possibility of getting to talk to Sirius alone, finding himself unable to have any sort of fruitful conversation with Sirius in the presence of Sirius' two friends.<br/>By the time Remus had crossed the bar, the two of them reached the bar almost simultaneously. While Sirius appeared to intend on ordering, Remus' full attention was on Sirius from the moment he joined him by the bar top.<br/>"Hey," Remus started, a juvenile smile immediately tugging at the corners of his mouth, bleeding into his voice. There was almost a giddiness to him, his heart hammening in his chest with adrenaline and the combined courage of three pints. "I - uh - I don't know if you recognize me, it's been a while."