__<br/><br/>Remus had lingered with Sirius by the stage for a chat until the same performer Remus had spoken to earlier warned<span style="font-style: italic">Puppy</span>of her time. While it had probably been a perfect opportunity to properly greet her, Remus had once again been taken aback by hearing the name in use, still a thrill in knowing that detail about Sirius.<br/>It had left Remus without a solid ground to stand on when he returned to the bar alone, feeling out of his element despite the familiarity of the scene. Often before, Remus had found himself at that same bar, though it was a rarity he had this view. He had never really stayed late enough to see the bar this dark, the stage in the far end of the room bright and alive.<br/>Seeing Sirius perform was quite frankly exceptional, seeing so much in Puppy that he saw on Sirius in class by the black boards. It completely floored him, solidifying a wide grin on his lips.<br/>The smile remained there when Sirius, some while later, came to join him.<br/>“Heya,” Remus greeted, unable to keep the buzz of a pint entirely out of his voice.