"I've grace coming out my fit little arse," Sirius replied as he pulled himself up off the ground and straightened out the dress he was wearing. It seemed that walking around in high heels wasn't going to happen in that lifetime and so, he quickly made his way into his bedroom and removed a pair of his shoes from the closet, using his wand to shrink them several sizes before pulling them on his feet.
The shoes looked fine from the outside, but he could feel that one was noticeably smaller from the inside as he slipped his feet in - his right big toe had less space than his left. Despite this, Sirius made no further effort to adjust his clothing as he made his way back out into the sitting room, spinning in place rather inelegantly as he stopped in front of the door to his bedroom like he were a fashion model of some sort... or perhaps a very clumsy ballerina.
The fact that he looked completely ridiculous wearing a dress and a pair of black men's combat boots didn't quite seem to phase him - nor did the state of his hair. "How's that for grace, Moony?" he questioned as he raised one leg in a bit of a bend and glanced over his shoulder at his behind which he thought was absolutely fabulous now.
Turning his eyes back to his friend, he emitted a soft sigh, finally noticing his outfit. Of course, Remus went for the outfit that showed the least amount of skin - however, it was favorable in terms of seeing a bit more of the outline of his breasts. "They're nice, you shouldn't hide them - especially if you're going to be stuck with them forever," he said playfully as he crossed the room and extended his arm. "Come, then, let's see if anyone at work is ...well, not the proper gender."