How about you two kiss and I'll do the voyeuristic whatevering.

[ Kate is being very sarcastic, as she stands with her beer looking at Sirius on the floor sprawling like a half dead fish but somehow still smoldering roguishly and Remus trying to fall asleep while taking up the entire couch. This won't do. ]

Alright, up, both of you. [ She pats her hand on Sirius's head and tugs at his shoulder, while pulling on Remus's knee. ] You are released from the brig and we are all going to be on this couch and you are going to like it. If you're both very good maybe I'll kiss somebody.

[ Details of arrangement beyond 'couch, everyone, dibs on middle' she hasn't quite worked out yet if she can get them moving at all she's aiming generally for a lot of that draping over each other there was earlier. That was nice, and warm, but not too warm. She takes another swig of beer and is careful to hold it out of danger, which means some maneuvering to avoid elbows and tippy angles and an occasionally awkward two fingered grip on sweaters and jumpsuits when used haul boys around where she wants them. ]