"Oh, no," Harry frowned, turning slightly to look across his shoulder for a waiter, gesturing that they were ready to order when he caught a server's eyes. "I don't want to lie to any of them."<br/>Harry once again turned to meet Draco's eyes. That was the only thing he was certain of; he didn't want to lie. Though lying seemed like the easiest way out of this situation, Harry didn't think there was anything to gain from it. Besides, it didn't feel fair for either of them.<br/>"I, uh -" he instead started, turning his head slightly as the server approached their table. Because of that, the end of his sentence was spoken softer, leaning instinctively forward. "I was hoping we could figure out what to say together."<br/>His words were accompanied by a careful, yet genuine, smile, before Harry straightened his posture, ready to address the young girl who was politely waiting to be spoken to. "I'll have what ever he's having and a beer, please."