Harry smiled and looked over at Draco. Their hands were close together, and it didn't feel awkward at all. In fact, it made him feel comfortable.
"I had Indian a couple days ago, but it's one of my favorite meals. I could eat it every day." He licked his lips in anticipation. "Chinese is good as well, of course."
Harry didn't really want to get into how he was a good cook, or why he was a good cook, but he was actually a very decent cook. He couldn't cook a proper french meal, but whenever he tried to cook something, it usually ended up very good.
"Forgive me for asking, but why haven't you... brought a house elf with you?" Harry was really curious about that. He figured that Draco would have several house elves at his parents home, and surely one could go with him to help him out.