Andromeda couldn't help but smile at Draco's act of obvious nerves. She felt much the same way, made clear by the fact that she idly twisted a strand of hair around her finger. It was a childish motion, used in times of unease, that she hadn't been able to shake after all these years.
She blinked in surprise at his suggestion, perhaps too stunned to notice the expression that followed it. "I..." She paused, glancing back at the child who was staring at his dragon toy with extreme focus, "I would love to. There is a nice little cafe down the alley some if you don't want to stay here."
With a laugh like tiny bells, Teddy's hair took on the exact green shade of his dragon.