Any semblance of composure that Sirius had managed to regain while Remus had went to get them drinks went immediately out of the window the second he returned to their table. It took everything in him to not outright giggle when Remus asked him if he came there often, no matter how juvenile and silly of a line it was. He really had no idea what made him so giddy around Remus and what it was about him that made him feel like a teen, but it was apparently just how it was.<br/>“Clearly,” he stated as he accepted his drink. It was a very vibrant and fruity drink, but Sirius really couldn’t stomach more beer by now, so it wasn’t something he was ashamed of.<br/>“You can’t possibly, I would have remembered a pretty face like that.”