He heard Sirius' voice echo around him and headed straight to the stairs as his eyes took in the place. It was his first time here, and he was. rather impressed. Climbing up to the room, Remus actually let out a short laugh and gave a nod. "Nice work here. Posh!"
Remus crossed over and fell onto the seat next to Sirius. "Don't mind if I do. What are you drinking?" He'd take just about anything right now. And as he turned to look at Sirius, he realized immediately that his best friend was more than a bit under the influence. His smile faded.
"Yes. Some of them. But I don't think that's a surprise. You, on the other hand, are usually not this pissed until a few hours later in the evening." He reached over to pour himself a glass from the bottle on the table. "So...what's going on?"