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Susan Amelia Bones (susanamybones) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Susan paused for a moment, pushing down the rather irrational urge to begin to laugh. The expression with which Seamus was looking at her rivaled a teenage boy at the very height of the neanderthalic grunting stage, and it filled her with a vast sense of poorly timed amusement. "Oh he didn't," she asked him, her tone the epitome of sweetness and accommodation. "My mistake, I must be thinking of a different Justin I know." She left off trying to console him anymore, it wasn't worth the time when he was in one of his black moods. Her new focus was on not blasting him into oblivion for being a prat.

She nodded thoughtfully. "You probably do. There's lots of folk who love Hallowe'en or Samhain or what ever it's called these days," she said with a nod to the people around them. "As for Dennis' birthday, well Rose and Dennis are both intelligent enough to get that attendance on Hallowe'en weekend would be rather lackluster, they'll probably do something the following weekend?"