AFTER 8 PM
The smugness that he felt while watching the interaction between two friends made him feel completely high. He couldn't imagine a better way for things to pan out than what was happening right there, and he had front row seats. When the bloody werewolf tried to reason with Sirius, he'd been roughly shoved away and Lucius gave a mental cheer at the strength of the inebriated and potioned up Sirius Black.
As he was pulled roughly against Sirius's lips once more, he took full advantage of the position and pushed his hips forward while grabbing onto Sirius's hair, making the show all the more convincing. After a few breathless, sloppy snogs, he pulled away from Sirius and turned a malicious look on Remus, watching the werewolf's heart crush before his eyes as he announced:
"Come to think of it, this place is a bit crowded for my tastes. Let's go, Sirius." He'd drawled the other's name so sensually as he turned back toward him, placing another kiss on his lips before grabbing both of his hands and leading him off. Phase one of his plan was turning out beautifully.