"Well, I imagine we'll be taking the bike then, too," James said, after a moment. "So we really might as well. One drink can't hurt."
He moved towards the table Kingsley suggested. It was a good spot, logistically, and for comfort reasons, of course. Really, he felt quite safe, despite being in a new place; if he was going to get into a fight (barfight or otherwise), Kingsley was a good person to have his back. He hadn't known him as long as Sirius and Remus, but it hadn't been difficult to befriend him.
"Not that I'd object to coming back, of course," he added with a grin, as he took one of the armchairs. "So long as Lily doesn't mind. Don't get to do much of this, these days, you know?"