"Cheap scotch definitely sounds like our brand of luxury," he added, swinging some of the liquor into his mouth and swallowing. "Warms you to the fingertips in that 'I'm okay with doing wanker type things' way." His grin tickled with the scotch and he put some chips down next to the dip.
"No, some muggle book. You know my curiosity." He dipped a chip and devoured it before taking another swig of his drink. "Delicious, right? I'm a regular chef these days." Though the news of James' disappearing act was unexpected, Sirius hoped it was at least partly true that he'd show up at some point. "Of course, of course... but Dumbledore is kind and knows that all of us bachelors needs lives; other than Severus, of course, who hides away in his cave known as the Slytherin's dungeon. And classes are well so far, I only had one with the third-year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. Rowdy bunch, considering."
He put his cup down and sighed. "So we may as well try to make this interesting, as we may not - again - play poker. What else is new in Moony land?"