Three games and two bottles of firewhiskey later, Lupin and Tonks stumbled out of the Three Broomsticks, Madame Rosemerta shaking her head.
Tonks was completely sloshed. She had lost complete control of her ability to walk and was being supported by Lupin through the length of Hogsmeade. He figured, blurrily, that they should NOT go back to Sirius' place. Something about Bamblebore, Dumbly-dog, somebody not liking it. They needed to get somewhere, but the only thing working remotely well was his ability to walk, which was at the moment being hampered by Tonks, who couldn't even walk straight. Amazingly though, she had been silent since they left.
"Tonksh?"
"Yes Remus? You know, we shouldn't go back to Grimwauld's Place."
"How're you shtill able to tawk…tall….talk?"
"I can hold my liquor."
"Wish is why you can't wawk straight."
To prove his point she stumbled and he caught her around the waist. Tonks turned and smiled in gratitude.
"Thanks, Remus," she said, her face inches from his own.
Then Remus considered something that pushed everything, including being drunk, from his mind. Then it was over, they were walking again, and Remus heard her say in his ear, "What did you eat, Remus? Cause firewhiskey alone does not smell that bad."