Day 52, Evening - Sirius Black

[suddenlysirius]

Funny story. Stop me if you've heard it before. One minute, I'm in my flat with a very inappropriate and adult series of events in play which are hereby censored from this journal broadcast. The next minute, I'm standing in this room with one Mr. Gregory West. Picture it, if you will: I'm trying to secure my trousers and he's telling me I'm

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[thegooddrjones]

Excuse me, but... what's your name?

[suddenlysirius]

Doesn't that joke start with "knock, knock"? You know. Knock, knock. Who's there?

[thegooddrjones]

[Oh god, she doesn't even need to know]

Charming, just ruddy charming.

[suddenlysirius]

Don't I know it.

Knock, knock.

[thegooddrjones]

Sod off.

[suddenlysirius]

What'd I do?

[thegooddrjones]

That's enough of that, Sirius.

[suddenlysirius]

...Do I know you?

[thegooddrjones]

Nope. But I know you.

[suddenlysirius]

How's that?

[thegooddrjones]

Let's just say you're famous and leave it at that.

[suddenlysirius]

No, let's don't. Who are you?

[thegooddrjones]

Martha Jones.

[suddenlysirius]

Well, Martha Jones, it's not unpleasant to meet you. How the hell do you know my name?

[thegooddrjones]

You're famous, I told you.

[suddenlysirius]

Am I asking the wrong questions here?

Look, Martha, I just want to know where you got my name.