Seamus rolled his eyes. "Cormac, you two practically live together already. He's definitely sleeps at the flat a hell of a lot more than he sleeps at Honeyduke's."
Seamus perked up at the thought of old fishing stories.
"Really? He fishes...?" He trailed off, deciding that it was better to not sound over-excited about seeing Cormac's uncle. Cormac might kill him...