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Sirius Black (the_grim) wrote in silverage,

He leaned in when she did as if they were conspiring together, but she didn't end up knowing much more than he did which was disappointing. It was interesting to hear that she was trapped here. This was verging into territory he wasn't sure he actually wanted to talk about, though. It was going to get him thinking about how he was stuck here and how he really had no bloody idea how to fix it.

"Well, my story is much more interesting than that," he assured her, tipping back his head as he finished off his drink. He set the empty glass on the bar and flagged down the bartender to inform him he wanted another. It was his turn to lean towards her, resting his hand against her thigh as he did.

"I ... am a secret agent. Along the lines of James Bond, of course. I'd tell you exactly what my mission is, but it's highly confidential and dangerous. In fact, it's very likely I might die tomorrow. So I've come to this charming bar and sat next to a beautiful girl to enjoy what possibly might be my last night on earth," he finished solemnly, though there was the hint of a smile on his lips which said he didn't for a second expect her to actually believe him. He was curious if she'd play along or call him on it, though.