He nodded trying to think of what James would look like without the orange wig and the greenish tint to his skin. It was possible he could be that customer. Remus shuddered as he remembered the man staring holes into him, making him mess up on the complicated, sweet drink he had ordered. The man had been attractive, so it should have been flattering. Instead, it had just been unsettling for how intensely he had leered. Marlene had informed Remus after he had left that the man had gawped even more fervently when he had been turned around. 