Oh, well, I should hope so. I don't know what I'd do with myself if you weren't looking on disapprovingly. I'd feel extremely wrong-footed, like I wasn't doing things properly.

Or improperly, in this case.

[With a smirky little smile that borders on impish--and he still manages impish pretty well, no matter how old he is--Sirius raises his teacup to Remus.]

Cheers, darling.