"Well, we did only catch the first one," Draco returned rather hastily, his face heating up nicely when Justin commented that he fancied quite a bit of things. Deciding then, however, that the two of them were just going to bat around the bush until someone said something more, Draco looked Justin directly in his gaze and smiled weakly. He didn't yet help himself to the Chinese food that rested before them; that could wait until after Draco's proclamation. He'd waited long enough, or so Draco's impatient mind thought.
"Erm. Justin? What...else do you fancy? Um. Perhaps fancy more then food?" Draco started suggestively, hoping and praying that Justin got the pathetic hint that Draco was attempting to give him. He just wasn't very good at being patient, and Draco certainly wasn't good at waiting to get what he wanted.