"According to the sign, I think they are some of Terry's muggle friends. They certainly are a frisky lot." Kevin took another sip of his beer, trying to look cool.
"No, I don't think we could be dancing. There's barely enough room to breath in here, let alone dance." It was a complaint, but he said it with a smile. Now that Lisa had popped up, Kevin was starting to feel more comfortable with the situation.