Severus watched Remus pulled the disc from the black contraption, and smiled. Remus, who wasn't looking, missed the warning of his imminent doom.
"I didn't know your preferences lay in that direction…"
Remus sat up, looking amused, slightly indignant and scandalized.
"Just because I like Priscilla Queen of the Desert doesn't mean I'd want to wear a-"
"No…" said Severus, making sure he sounded absolutely indifferent. "It wouldn't suit you."
He paused for effect before continuing. "Of course, with my legs, heels and a skirt wouldn't be such a terrible idea…"
He watched Remus process the image. It looked painful.
Severus smirked. Severus, One; Wolf, Zero.