Even though Sirius greatly appreciated Remus not using his real name at the bar, hearing him call him<span style="font-style: italic">Puppy</span>still made his legs weak, making him happy that he was already holding onto the bar. He hadn’t really considered what them interacting at the bar would mean and he still really didn’t know, but he wasn’t sure he disliked it.<br/>“Alright,” he said with a crooked grin, suddenly feeling sheepish and flustered, but he hoped that the dim light would hide most of it.<br/>Instead, he turned his full attention towards the bartender, requesting two tequila sunrises, unsure how Remus would feel about that, but he<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>say to just get him whatever he was having, and it really was Sirius’ preferred after show drink.