Sirius couldn't help it. He started to laugh, at James' excitement, at the absurdity of what the Master had said about him not being real, and about the whole situation of being at Disneyland right now with his dead best friend, the one he had as good as murdered. It wasn't exactly a happy laugh. It wasn't dissimilar to the way he'd laughed the last time he'd found himself in a situation as absurd as this one, when he'd realized harmless, stupid Peter had outsmarted him, and pulled off a curse powerful enough to blow up a street to boot.

"Maybe. Who knows. Who cares. You die, if you didn' remember."