Their reservations had been for the night before, but they managed to find a decent-looking and not too long-waited restaurant within a few blocks of wandering muggle London.
Pete had eaten in a lot of muggle establishments, but he'd been alone, so he wasn't really accustoned to the fancier ones. It's possible he stared a little. "They have so many people," he mumbled under his breath. "And they're all carrying things. By hand."
This, he supposed, is what you did when you were without house elves.