Remus nodded, attention forward as their room came into view. He figured that was a general but safe assumption he could start making, slowly coming to realize just how close Sirius was with the other patrons and workers at the bar. Remus barely knew the name of the bartenders despite going there for years.<br/>“Congrats to her,” he offered, a little incoherent well-wish. Remus hadn’t pocketed his keys, stepping towards their door to unlock it.<br/>“I still owe you to stick around some night,” he added as the door gave way.<br/>He glanced over at Sirius, a ghost of a smile on his lips, before entering their flat.