Remus steered him towards the nearest bar with a gentle hand on his back. "One of...these, please," he said to the bartender, gesturing with his own half-drunk glass. He couldn't for the life of him remember the name of it. When it arrived, Remus paid, and gestured for Shannon to have a start, clearly curious at his reaction.

"As for my bloke, we haven't been official for that long. We were, however, decidedly unofficial. He was in love with me, and I was in love with him, and both of us too stupid to do anything about it. So it's a bit of a gift, really." Remus held up his glass in a toast: "Merry Christmas."