"I'd been thinking about going round to see her today too," Seamus admitted, staring down intently at the foam that ringed inside his pint glass. "I haven't seen her much since... the accident."
He was immediately more withdrawn, thinking about his friend, and stuffed a few chips in his mouth so as not to have to verbalize any further on the topic. After chewing, swallowing, and taking a drink of his pint, Seamus asked, "So when should we do this again? Sometime after the signing, and we can sort out Dublin?"