“Well, my love...you came and bloody well distracted me before I could get to tiger stripes. If you had given me a few minutes more, then you would have had a mirade of tiger-stripped lilies.” He laughed and picked up a lily, twirling his wand over it for a moment. “Paddycakes thinks I'm a lightweight. 'M not. Well,” a little groan as he tried to raise his head. “Maybe I am, but four firewhiskeys are more then enough for me.” He had lost track of how many Sirius had, but James was never going to drink more then three again. Well, not for a long, long time.
“A good time was had by everyone but my stomach...but it's better now.” He used her to pull his head up so it was in her lap. “How are you Evans? Did you have a nice night? You should come next time.”