Ha ha ha, oh Merlin, what? Sirius's smile deepens and becomes approving. He's an expressive fellow with a lot of smiles.

"A strong first impression is as important as a strong grip, or so I will tell myself to make that statement acceptably eccentric rather than just odd."

The restaurant is a bit crowded in the front and bar area, but the back is cool and quiet, and while the waitress is visibly nonplussed at the large jar with the cellphones in it that Sirius puts on the table, he is cheerfully British at her until she smiles and accepts their drink order. There were women in this town who could resist being called 'luv', he'd discovered, but not many.

"Yes, it's been quite a year. Too many women kept telling me I was too young for them, I had to do something. Alas that I did not just appear in my prime in the first place like some wiser, better-dressed individuals." Start with half a truth and then build something extravagant on it, seems to be Sirius's modus. Then again, anyone who would choose and then pull off a bowler hat like Eddie's deserved to be flattered for it.