Regardless of the chip thrown at him, Sirius continued to dance. In fact, his horrible booty-shaking continued and almost worsened. A man in black slacks and an slightly unbuttoned maroon shirt, with his hair shaggy and flopping about, was certainly an interesting sight. He flexed his toes in amusement before flopping down in his chair.
"Oh, Moony-pie, no worrying now. You'll be loving it soon enough and you know it!" He let out a loud, garish kind of laugh and ate another chip with dip. "Besides, it'll be entertaining living with me, won't it? Who knows, maybe I could even get you shagged once in a while." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively before eating another chip.
He dealt out the cards. "Fine. Deal." He pulled his hand up and surveyed it; two of a kind, jack high. "Three, grabbing." He tossed three in and pulled them up. Oh, four of a kind! Sirius, this time, simply smirked.