[Suddenly, a wild Sirius appears. No, really. He looks... Well, he looks like he wandered out of an insane asylum, or the gods' own epic party, possibly set in an insane asylum. His long hair is stringy and he's starting to get quite a respectable beard beneath glassy eyes bruised from sleep deprivation.
The effect softens considerably as he smiles.]
Hullo, City. I've had a week. How're you lot?
[PRIVATE TO TERRY AND HEINE]
What happened? Something happened. I remember something happening, in the middle of all the...bendy wildcat girl.
[PRIVATE TO MOONY AND PRONGS]
Lads, I am knackered. This woman ruined me, I barely escaped with my life. Don't worry, Moony, I'm not even coming home, I can't face Ruka like this. If someone could bring a change of clothes to the YMCA at...where the hell am I? Ah. 14th and 7th Avenue, that would be brilliant.