Venge and Snape walk into a bar.
They don’t say a word. They sit at opposite sides of a creaky booth and share a bottle of REALLY nice Corelian Brandy, and a bottle of REALLY NICE Firewhiskey, they glare at the universe. When they stand up to leave ONE of them snarks “I’m so glad we had this chat.” And that’s it. They never speak or see each other again.
When Venge gets home, there’s a bottle of Firewhiskey waiting for him on the counter of his apartment. It’s unlabeled.
When Snape gets back to his rooms, the day after the Fall of the Dark Lord (as the tabloid rags are calling it.) there’s a bottle of Corelian brandy there. There’s a note, but all it has is a smiley face on it.