Seamus swallowed, thankful the argument was finally over. During the rather amazing display of verbal sparring, Seamus wanted to ask that they move somewhere a bit less public...but he didn't fancy being punched by Miles or smacked by Daphne.
When Daphne moved away from the bar, leaving the key just sitting on the table, Seamus went after her, grabbing the key on his way.
"Daphne," he called, trying to figure out something to say that probably wouldn't get him cursed.
He held the key out between them, looking down at her. "Do you want me to just lock up tonight?" Lame, yes, but he figured offering to help her would be one of the better things he could say.