Upon hearing s strange voice, Sirius’ grip around Remus loosened, not because he wouldn’t want to stand by Remus in public, but because he didn’t want this to reflect poorly on Remus. He was relieved to see the salesman’s daughter, at least that as who Sirius assumed that she was, smiling happily at them.<br/>“We need the most beautiful tree you get us for,” Sirius looked down at the money Remus had handed him before they left his flat, “20 pounds.”