Seamus had been pretty busy behind the bar ever since he'd gotten to the pub earlier that evening. At first he had watched Daphne out of the corner of his eye to make sure she was able to handle being behind the bar, but she soon proved to be more than competent.
Emma, on the other hand, was rather a different story. She still looked like she didn't really feel well, and that combined with the fact that she was having to work on a respectably busy night her first day on the job seemed to be exhausting her.
He'd noticed Daphne watching both him and Emma, and Seamus rolled his eyes inwardly, quite sure that Bletchley had put her up to it. He turned to Emma, frowning for a moment.
"You feeling okay?" he asked her, watching her with a bit of concern as he continued to pour drinks for the patrons at the bar.