Date: 2011-10-05 05:51 pm (UTC)
*When he finally looks up from picking at the brie, Remus can't, indeed, mistake the look in Rosier's eyes. He's toying with him - baiting the werewolf, literally, and in that moment Remus hates him deeply. And how could he be doing anything else, it was stupid of him not to realize; if Amrita's given into those instincts, then Rosier must know about them, and it's no very grand leap to figure out they aren't exclusive to her. Wanting to hit Rosier, wanting to just get up and go home, Remus picks up his own menu and looks at it a bit woodenly.

It takes a moment, and some scouring through names he doesn't recognize and words he can't pronounce, and wanting viciously to make Rosier go to Yorkshire and try and navigate local cuisine there, on Remus's turf. Or better yet, have Nana toss a lot of Scottish food at him and just see how well he manages that. But then, mercifully, he finds something that doesn't make him feel ill just thinking about it. It's not as good as the chips and curry takeaway he'd rather be getting with Sirius right now, but it'll work, and Remus doesn't bother altogether hiding the hard edge of vindication in his eyes as he closes the menu and lays it back down.*

Quiche sounds lovely.
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