The restaurant was noisy and overcrowded, which was exactly the kind of surroundings he would have normally preferred, but it was far too fancy and it was a muggle place, of all things.
"Come on, James," Lily cajoled. "It's a good experience."
He sighed and picked the grapes up from the plate, figuring that to bite one off at a time would be quite attractive to his date–his date! It was rather chewy and tasteless, but it wasn't impressive to complain.
"Mmm, tasty."
It also wasn't impressive when your date was giggling behind her menu. "What?"
"Those are wax grapes, love."