"Not as helpful as you could be." His tone was teasing, but he wouldn't mind taking a little sip to see just how helpful and tasty Sirius could be. "Oh I don't disagree. I don't have to eat or drink, but I still do it, because I enjoy it. However, I've done less since being here. It's a lot less interesting when I have to cook myself or when the wine is not what it should be. This hotel is lacking in fine alcohol."
They certainly agreed on the magic and what people did with it. "I certainly wouldn't be around to see this hotel or even the twelfth century, let alone the twenty-first. Not that I'm complaining, but forever is a long time, especially without people around that can share that forever with you." He missed Rebekah and Elijah dearly, he had since they had to separate to keep Hope safe.
"You're more of an in-person type, so you can show how brilliant you are," Klaus opined, since it was pretty obvious that Sirius was pretty full of himself. "No, she's not a werewolf now, but she is the devil's daughter. I suppose we'll try sometimes." He snorted. "Trust me, you're not that special and I'm not some newly turned vampire with no control. I can always stop."