"Of course! I am Sirius Black, aren't I?" he teased cheekily, closing the door behind her. The greenhouse itself wasn't terribly big, but it was lined with a number of odd plants. Some of them were the sort that moved, that you had to avoid, but others remained quite still. Directly in the middle of the room was a rather large table and that was where he headed. Hopping up, he scooted to the center and crossed his legs Indian style once he had settled himself. Gesturing for her to join him, he finally opened the bag, producing two butter beers and a game of exploding snap. Giving her a grin then, he asked "Any good at this, Meadowes?" If not he was certain he could think of other fun things to do. He was good like that.