Justin was actually perfectly happy to do any of those things, whichever she wanted to do first. He didn't want to waffle about or be indecisive, though, so he gave it a few moments of thought, trying to work out whatever sounded like the best plan of action.
"A butterbeer does sound nice," he mused out loud. He doubted he'd order anything stronger, even if Lisa's brother was buying. "Unless you really want to get the quills first. Or some sweets. I mean, I don't mind, if that's what you want to do."
So much for being smooth and decisive. It appeared Justin was back to moderately awkward. It was funny how the earth never opened up and swallowed you when you wanted it to.