"Uhm- just Coke's fine." He's still recovering from the shoulder bump. Now that they aren't playing a game, he's keenly aware how scorching hot she is and he's trying not to act like an idiot.

It's funny that the more you TRY to act natural, the less natural you act.

He gets the pizza and brings it over to a table for two, fumbling a little with plates and napkins while she gets the drinks.