He's holding a bottle of vodka, which would be confusing even if he remembered the events of the the last few minutes; he would have taken the vodka and the damn chocolate. As it is, he lifts it and gives it a puzzled look before he catches Bella's arm as she staggers towards him. "Did you obliviate me?" He asks. It's...not entirely outside the realm of possibility, he thinks. They've done dumb shit and pointed wands at each other before.

One might even go so far as to say must be a day that ends in y.

He frowns a little harder, looking down the street as if its likely to give him an answer.

"Are we in Mu...the other London?" he whispers.