Phoenix had taken a break, or simply just disappeared to bother Miles, trusting that the house wouldn't fill too early with crazies, but it meant that Remus was the one to answer the door. With one final wave of his wand in the general direction of the bed to get the already gathering piles of coats to settle properly, he walked quickly down the hall to the door.

"Hello," he stepped aside to let the man in, studying him carefully.

He had no magical or spiritual way to detect deceit, and so would have to trust what his senses told him. "I'm hoping you've volunteered to help over the network, because you'll be put to work regardless for being this early."

It was mostly a joke.