Simon smiled at the older shifter, sensing his tension and trying to dispel it. "I'm well," he replied, "And you? You look a lot warmer than the last time I saw you." Simon had thought that Sirius was some kind of a tramp when they met before, but now he was wearing better clothes and on the whole looked happier and better-fed than he had that last time.

He waved over his flatmate and commenced with introductions.

"This is Matthew Jones, my flatmate. Matt, I'd like you to meet Sirius..." Simon paused. "I'm sorry, I don't know that I ever got your surname."