A redheaded woman opened the door. She was very pretty, was the first thing Sirius-who-didn't-know-he-was-Sirius noticed. Very pretty. But for some reason he seemed to forget it very quickly. Maybe he'd really cracked his head at some point. Sirius blinked at her, scrubbing a hand through his hair so it stood up even more awkwardly than it had been before. "Uh... I'm not really sure..."
He winced at how stupid that sounded, but he honestly he didn't understand it. He really had no idea, and Sirius was finding it more than a little bit disconcerting. "Who are you?" he asked the girl, turning back to look hopelessly at her after another look around the sitting room. "Is this your place?"