"We got everythin' we need to have ourselves a real wing-ding tonight." said Sirius proudly. After a successful shopping trip they were now properly attired. They made their way down the main street in search of a warm meal.
"Hey, what say you we have ourselves a wing-ding tonight?"
Five heads whipped around to see who was speaking to them. This time it was a man in a light blue shirt and black pants. Another local. Fun.
"The fashion police should have arrested him for eye-slaughter." muttered Lily.
"It's been a good long time since we've had a regular fandango." said the stranger.
"Did anyone understand a single word he said?" whispered Remus. Everyone shook their heads.
James was curious to what exactly a "fandango" was. "Tell me more." He said to the party-loving man. Lily, Sirius, and Remus glared at him for "provoking" the man.
"You know what they say: All work and know play makes Jack a dull boy."
"What does that have to do with fandangos, whatever they are." asked James, raising his eyebrows.
Sirius hit himself in the head. "I always thought it was "All work and no play makes Remus a dull boy. Silly me." Remus glared.
"And we sure have been workin' hard out n the trail, haven't we?"
"I wouldn't really know." said Lily, slowly backing away from the man.
"We should take it easy more, enjoy ourselves!"
"I like his style." said Sirius, nodding. He glanced at Remus, who was still seething with rage. "I was kidding, Remus. I was only kidding."
"I'm going to go and see some of the others and see if they don't feel the same way."
"You go do that Ralph. We'll just stay right here." Lily said nervously. The fashion impaired party man left them alone.
"Ralph?" asked Remus, who had temporarily forgotten Sirius's insult.
"Yeah. He reminded me of one of my sister's old boyfriends. He came over once dressed like that. Petunia dumped him the next day, needless to say."
"Poor guy." muttered James.
"Yeah" Remus said.
Sirius stood at attention. "Ralph, a man who loved to party too much, a man who looked as though he got dressed in a dark closet. We salute you Ralph. Perhaps we'll meet again in that great big department store in the sky."