At that, Harry looked almost flustered. In his mind, there was no way he would allow Draco to pay for his drink, let alone Charlie's; that, however, didn't fully translate once the bartender was looking at him for an order.<br/>"A pint of lager and a seltzer," he just barely managed to answer, actually having thought of having a soda. When the bartender left, Harry didn't correct him. Instead, he yet again turned towards Draco. Leaning against the bar, Harry ducked his head to look at Draco.<br/>"You do know I'm on a date, right?" he asked, a crooked smile on his face. Though his tone was accusing, he evidently had taken no offense. "There's no way I'm letting you pay for that."