Jason nods slightly, and signals the waiter with one hand. As the smartly-jacketed figure makes his way over to them, Jason permits himself a half-smile at Remus's words.

"Yes, I think the cards rather hinted at that seclusion," he deadpans.

The waiter takes Remus's order and disappears with a quiet efficiency that Jason enjoys. If there must be not-quite-people around, best they are unobtrusive.

"Sweets, though, really? I would have thought savory."