Within a matter of moments, an array of emotions flashed across Remus' features. Of these, most prominent was a look of surprise, though the others remained harder to distinguish, muddled together in the sparse street lighting.<br/>He probably should have been able to put two and two together given the name of the bar, yet hadn't even considered the possibility of beibg witness to drag queens. Suddently, the prospect of a gay bar felt far more daunting than kissing Sirius in the calm of a back alley.<br/>"Exciting," he repeated, the smile finally returning to his lips, ableit timidly. His words and voice were genuine, yet some color had drained from his cheeks out of sheer nerves.<br/>Eyes darting back towards the bar, Remus felt the gnawing worry of being transparently<span style="font-style: italic">figured out</span>from at the pit if his stomach. "I'm sure they are."<br/>His eyes returned to Sirius, finding great comfort in the sight. Sirius' pressence was enough to justify Remus', and unable to fully phrase the relief that offered, Remus' right hand finally left his coat pocket in order to instead reach out for the cuff on Sirius' jacket.<br/>The smile tipping over into a grin, Remus took half a step towards Sirius. "Is there a show on tonight?"