Sirius hadn't noticed who had spoken, but responded as if it were an announcement for all the club to hear. Then he finally looped his head to one side of the bar, didn't see anybody, looped around to the other side and then grinned wide. "VIC! You came!"
Sirius scrambled to get from his seat to the one beside Victorie, and it wasn't the most graceful act he'd ever done in his life. "Hey babe," he drawled, remembering their night together, but before he could say something inappropriate, the mention of albums reminded him, "OH! I went to Smuggled! And I found some albums... but they were TINY!" He held up his hands and with his fingers made a circle the size of a CD. "Smaller than a 45. All silvery on one side, couldn't even see the grooves. What kind of shit is that?"