Remus could never predict when Sirius would come in. Sometimes it was first thing in the morning. They would be waiting at a table out front when Remus returned from dropping Teddy off at school. On these days, their hair would be up in a bun and they would have dark circles under their eyes as if they hadn’t been to sleep yet. Some days it was right before noon. They usually were more dressed up then, with their hair flowing and makeup on, sometimes in cute blouses and black skirts and sometimes in dark jeans and a leather jacket—Remus wasn’t sure if they already had that or if they had been inspired by Marlene. Other times, Sirius’ appearance at the cafe was completely random—in both when they showed up and what they looked like when they did. Remus was captivated by them regardless, even the day that they showed up right before closing wearing the same clothes—and the same makeup by the looks of it—as they had been wearing the day before. They were still beautiful, still mesmerising. 