Smirking, Briony ran out of glasses to polish and took to removing and cleaning the spouts on the liquor bottles whether they needed it or not. She started closest to Seamus, however, nodding and smiling at the elderly man she had begun to sketch when he tipped his hat to her before leaving.
"Two jobs, eh? Impressive," Briony returned, genuine. Her tone would have been anything but if she'd responded to his claims to charm and good looks, on principle alone. Men with nice eyes and square jaws couldn't be allowed to get away with murder, after all.
"I'm lucky to hold down my hours here and at school."