[His eyes shut, Sirius pauses a moment to consider that kiss--and then he nods in return, leaning back and rubbing at his cheek with a satisfied air.]

Yes. Yes, I think that will do nicely, if only in the interest of--y'know. Complete and total fairness.

[Right! Moving on! Briskly--but still grinning, still with a hint of accomplishment so she doesn't quickly forget that she's just kissed him (which is perhaps a little cruel, but it's just a joke!)--he claps his hands together.]

Well, so there y'are, then. That's Padfoot--that's what we call him. Er, that is to say, me, when I'm him. And it's a secret, by the way, so don't go telling everyone.