Sirius took the bottle and grinned, checking the label and nodding his approval. It looked good, and frankly Remus would be impressed he'd managed to get champagne at all no matter what the label.

"Ta," he replied. "You're a real mate there," a pause as he tried to think of the boy's name again, "mate."

He winked, hid the bottle under his jacket, and left the room, whistling.