Re: BUFFET
Peter only laughed nervously once more, his words coming out in that meek, stuttering tone that came when he was unsure of the situation around him. "A--appletini? I don't kn--" Peter broke off, swallowing and giving a slight shake of his head as he watched Sirius polish off the rest of his glass.
He raised his hand and gave the Black a slight pat on the back, brow creasing slightly.
"C--come on, I don't need any of those things. I--I can enjoy a party without, I mean..."