Sirius had lost Mary, but last time he'd seen her she'd been with Marlene, so he was only slightly worried about it. He stopped off at the bar to refill his cup, grabbing two shots and holding them between the fingers of his free hand as he turned back around, scanning the room until he found who he was looking for.
"Hey stranger," He said in Dirk's ear, bringing his arm around the top of his shoulder. "Got you something." He offered the shots, one for Dirk and one for himself.
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Dirk smirked, knowing who it was likely to be as soon as that arm came around him, “Well, I’m finally worth coming to say hi too? I thought you’d be glued to Mary all night.” There was no sting in the words, Dirk didn’t claim any ownership of Sirius, but it was fun to tease. “And I’d watch those arms of yours,” he added, plucking the shot and downing with with a growl at the burn, “I already have one man hanging off me,” to prove his point, the Cornish Pixie on his shoulder popped up and gave Sirius a less than friendly look.
"Thought I'd grace you with my presence, yeah." Sirius teased back, nudging him with a playful wink. He knew he'd seen little of his other friends that night so far - but now he was trying to make the rounds and have a drink or two (or five) with his friends.
Sirius eyed the pixie warily, but laughed anyway as he gave Dirk one more squeeze before taking his arm back - he needed it to take his shot, anyway. A contented sigh later, he arched an eyebrow. "Never thought I'd have reason to be jealous of a pixie."
