Seamus stopped in the doorway, a bit startled. He'd forgotten they were doing a theme night, of sorts. He looked down at what he was wearing, his work garb not quite right. Shrugging, he pulled his wand. It wasn't quite the fancy suit the rest were wearing, but he didn't fancy changing his clothes that much. Green pants, jacket, black shirt, white tie. He looked pretty feckin brilliant, if he did say so.
Taking a table, he looked around, debating if he wanted to try and pull that night. It'd been a rather hectic day, and lunch was hours ago. Might just be easier to stick with his right hand. But for now, food.