Susan gave a great snort of laughter. "He calls you sir? Oh that's precious," she said with a smile, deeply happy for Seamus. "Still, politeness is a nice quirk compared to burning everything. I mean it's not even a quirk, just something you don't see much these days." She frowned at him for a moment. "Don't forget your friends Seamus, work is important but so are friends," she admonished, before smiling ruefully. "Of course I know that's the pot calling the cauldron black, but maybe it's something we should both work on."
She shrugged helplessly. "Maybe? I haven't seen much of him lately, what with the bank and everything but yeah, I think so. Susan looked at him closely, looking for any of the usual signs of self loathing that seemed to pop up when Dean was dating. "There must be, yes," she replied evenly. "Still Ernie says you've got Justin to keep you warm at night so it's not all doom and gloom eh?"