Going inside seemed a LITTLE overwhelming, but it helped to have the distraction of a Becky attached to his arm. Sam squished her lightly, moving them both toward the door. "Ready as I'll ever be. Just... if I leave, it's because my dust allergies are acting up, okay? You don't have to come with me. Just have a good time and I'll come back when I get the allergies back under control."

Totally believable. 100% genuine. Sam grabbed the door for Becky, and he was immediately caught by that new-leather-and-broom-wax smell of Quidditch. His allergies were going to kick in very soon.