"You were a shagging baby who got around, remember?" Sirius smirked and shrugged. "But it's not a bad thing. You know you're cute, love." Sirius smiled at her, picking up the glass when Tom brought another round, sipping it a little more slowly.
"I don't know. If I was going to go bent enough to wear skirts, I think I'd keep the hair - try to prove that birds with mustaches are still sexy." Sirius grinned and then made an exaggerated face as he pictured it. "Maybe not."