[Yes, to those as well, says the lift of Sirius' eyebrows. As thoroughly as he may have embraced muggles and muggle culture, he still doesn't fuck with ethanol. (Nor would he use "fuck with" because that's a term that developed well past 1993-1994, but still.)

He drinks anyways. The whiskey tastes better than he expected but then again, he's not had whiskey in some time, so he might not be the best gauge for taste at the moment.]

My friends, and the Order of the Phoenix, which included my friends but sounds a bit more impressive. And we were up against a Dark Lord going by the name of Voldemort. Obsessed with his own superiority. You've not heard of him, have you? We're all a bit concerned that he'll show up.

["Concerned". Sirius takes another sip of whiskey, not visibly concerned.]