Sirius thought he might as well check out this self-defence class. Not that he hadn't enjoyed the morning of sleeping late in a comfortable bed, followed by a wonderfully warm bath. The meal he had afterward was tremendously delicious and appreciated. He vowed he would never take good food for granted again but he grew restless, needing to do more than allow the nagging thoughts he knew would come. The ones where he wished he knew how Harry and everyone else was doing, the ones he couldn't escape while he had been in the grey void behind the Veil.
Here he could do something, apparently preparing for the ultimate battle. It couldn't hurt to learn new skills, could it?
He meandered in, wearing a new black t-shirt, jeans and his old dragonhide boots. A smile broke out on his neutral face when he saw someone familiar.
"Well, it does seem like wherever young Black goes old Black follows!" He nodded to the women. "Ladies."