"I may be a Black," Regulus replied, pointing a finger at Severus to emphasize his point. "But all things considered, I think forgetting is more important than appearances right now. Shocking, I know. A Black not concerned about appearances." He chuckled in spite of himself, and at himself as well.
"Besides, I'll deny this night ever happened if it should come up in conversation." He grinned over at Severus and took another shot of the alcohol.
"And believe me, I cannot wait for it to just fade away. You know, I took Divination in school. Biggest load of bollocks. It's almost like some kind of sick, twisted revenge for not believing in the power of tea leaves." The younger Black snickered. It really wasn't funny, but it made Regulus feel better to laugh about things.
"Let's try another one," he suggested, clapping his hands together. "So, Severus, as the resident expert of sorts in this area, what do you suggest?"