That was ... hilarious, actually. Harry grinned widely and pushed his glasses up his nose with his free hand. "Well, I know who to come out with here in the summer then, if I want to avoid all the mimes."
Oh yeah. Harry wasn't sure if he was a Let's go dancing kind of person at all -- he hadn't done much of that kind of thing in his own world. It'd be -- well. He didn't want to end up in the tabloids any more than he already did. So he'd never tried a lot of stuff that he otherwise might have just out of avoidance. "Maybe someday," he said, awkward, but squinted at the door she was gesturing to. "Hey, this seems good to me. I like both those things. Thanks for thinking ahead. That's good of you."
And, just because he'd never really had a dad to teach him didn't mean that he didn't have manners. So he got the door first, to open for her. "After you."