Sirius' reassurances worked, and Harry barked out a laugh at Gaius' play-acting. "I don't know, I tend to go for tall, dark-haired blokes." Especially after my last short blond, he thought with a flash of bitterness Harry had to almost physically push away.
Instead, he met each man's eyes at the table, looking at them with a leer. "I wonder if the buffet at this table's open?"