Rus pulls his face into an exaggerated take-off of Severus' sour countenance. "Oh no you don't!" he says. "You're going to have a good time if I have to break every bone in your body!" He tsks when he sees the precautions. "You'd look for bones in animal crackers," he comments, pulling Severus after him.
The interior is smoky and dim, but Rus goes right along, not caring if he bumps into anyone. "Let them complain," he tells Severus, making his way to the bar. "It's not as if potions masters grow on trees. Talking of which," he adds in an undertone as the bartender approaches. "Don't ask for anything complicated," he goes on. "None of those fiddly ladies drinks. Scotch double neat," he tells the man. "One of the bottles you've got hidden away." He flashes a note and the man's scowl quickly changes to a grin. "And what'll you have?" Rus asks Severus. "Why don't you try the Torpedo Juice?" The bartender snickers.
*g* I hope it gets better soon. Damn! I hate it when great pizza places have to rely on sub-standard help. BTW, Torpedo Juice is grain alcohol and Red Bull. Not for the faint of heart or tum. You've been warned! :)