If Remus was bothered by the cold, he didn't show it. Instead, he settled himself into his seat, pulling off his coat, and gave himself a little shake before he looked back to Vrenille. "Not as much anymore, but I've been coming here for a long time now. Romerta and I go back a long way and I've been lucky to see her still working here after all this time." He gave a small grin, one that definitely changed his face when he did so.

But the grin fell and he leaned in, his expression beseeching as he studied Vrenille's eyes, trying to make sure he got this through as important as it was. "You can't mention anything, for any reason, about... what you saw last night," he said very quietly, just barely able to be heard over the din. "Please." There was so much riding on that last word, the begging look in Remus' eyes. Even he wasn't saying exactly what it was, not when there was the potential to be over heard in such a crowded place.

But not only his secret, his entire life, was riding on Vrenille's good will as far as he was concerned. A total stranger held his life.