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Tweak says, "I'm cuckoo for chocobos!!"

Susan Amelia Bones (susanamybones) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-15 21:19:00

Entry tags:

character: seamus finnigan, character: susan bones

RP: Lunch
Who: Susan and Seamus

What: Lunch, whether Seamus likes it or not

Where: Finnigan' Pub

When: Wednesday 15th of October, Lunchtime

Rating: SFW

Susan marched down Monument Alley with an expression of such extreme determination that a swathe of free space was continuously squeezed open in front of her. Admittedly, this collective regard for her personal space may have been due to the fact that she was wearing her Auror robes and heels that shot her above six foot, but she chose to ignore such trivialities. She reached Finnigan's pub and was nearly barrelled over by a clearly drunk man, who spent a moment looking at her boobs before his eyes flicked to her face, saw the expression there, and suddenly found a wave of unpleasant sobriety wash over him. She stood impassively as he stumbled through a number of apoligies before one of his less terrified friends dragged him out of the way.

She marched through the door and up to the bar and gave a brilliant smile. "Go and get Seamus, Please. Tell him he's having lunch with me," she said in a voice that brokered no argument. She watched them go and smiled, this conversation was far overdue.

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openbottle
2014-10-16 01:21 pm UTC (link)

Seamus had been up in The Roost, finishing off a tour of the pub for a customer who wanted to host a private function. With more and more activities filling up the pub's schedule, it wasn't something they did regularly any more but it had been a major source of income when Seamus had been starting up and still seeking people to run the various activities. He was leading Mr Farling back down the stairs when he side-stepped to avoid his messenger, panting after having run first down and then up the stairs in search of him.

"Well, Mr Farling, you know how to reach me once you've decided on a time and date," he said, shaking hands before taking his leave. He rolled his shoulders as he walked to the bar, staying on the 'staff' side of it so he could convey their food orders to Romeo. He was pretty sure that Susan had a reason for being here besides just wanting lunch. It was something she did, anytime Dean started dating. She'd drop in with food (or willing to pay for food, since the pub had opened) just to see how Seamus was 'coping'. It was not a conversation Seamus wanted to have, and he was hoping he could forestall her.

"So," he said as he found her. "Romeo does these amazing crispy tortilla things you can use as spoons to eat salsa and guacamole and this amazing spicy cheese dip. What do you reckon, will that be enough food for you or should I get some pub classics too?" Susan's appetite tended to depend on what kind of work she'd been doing before her meal.

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susanamybones
2014-10-16 05:52 pm UTC (link)

Susan peered at her friend for a long moment, deducing that he no doubt thought she was there to check up on how he was with the whole Dean dating Ophelia thing - which to be fair she sort of was. However, the way that he'd stomped around like a bear that had not only had it's honey stolen but had then been forced to complete difficult quantum physics equations had more or less made her mind up about how badly he was dealing with the situation. Plus she was although there for a completely different reason. "Are they cheesy tortillas or proper tortillas," she asked cocking her head at him and raising and eyebrow. "But whatever, as long as we're eating while I badger you into helping me with a little project of mine, I don't really care."

She sat down at a table and smiled up at him pleasantly for several moments, before grinning properly. "So, you know how my Aunt was murdered in my house, right," she asked, smoothing her features into neutrality. "Well I've decided that I might let Edgar have my house and buy a new one, and I was wondering if you'd help. What do you say?"