The smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on
This wasn't the sort of place that Remus had ever really expected to find himself in, yet, at the moment, he didn't want to be anywhere else. He thanked the bartender with a nod as he received his beer, then cast about the dark little bar for something, anything to take his mind off of ... well, everything.
Across the room, a pretty blonde girl was looking at him, her face creased with concern for the careworn, sad-looking man sitting alone in the booth, and when their eyes met, she smiled. Slowly, he smiled back, and things were momentarily okay.