"Do you have soy or almond milk?" Draco asked, wanting to be sure that he doesn't get anything that'll kill him. "Then I'd like an almond latte," he ordered, when the barista told him that they had both. He turned to look at Harry again, smiling politely at him. He didn't know what to expect from this outing, but he figured that expecting nothing was the correct way to go about it. They were just going to be drinking their coffee, catch up on old times, and then go their separate ways. It didn't have to mean anything, and he had to calm down.<br/>"But also, while the haircut wasn't my idea, then it<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>me who saved it," he said with a smile and a shrug. It's easy to talk about the haircut. It's something that was funny, and an easy thing to reference. He only hoped that the rest of their afternoon would be as easy and comfortable.