"Ugh," Seamus grunted, grimacing in sympathy. Even since the battle of Hogwarts he'd been particularly sensitive to people getting their hands all over him in clubs as a method of 'introduction'. He returned Jess' smile, awkward or not, and raised an eyebrow. "Straight, too," he suggested. "Or bi. Whatever - just definitely not exclusively into guys."
He popped the top off his cider and poured it into the glass provided, then let his fingers brush briefly across Dean's wrist as reassurance, knowing he was likely still a little worried, despite Jess' reassurance. "Susan is scary," he confirmed. "Unless you know how to handle her, like we do, then she's a lamb. Mostly." He hadn't forgotten her blunt words to him at lunch, but he knew she meant well.
"It's keeping me busy," he answered Jess' question. "Maybe too busy, lately. The journals all link up, so more and more people find out about events and clubs and stuff, which means I feel like they need to be really good every week, in case someone new turns up..." He shrugged, knowing it was a perfectionist streak in him which really only came out at work. Most things he was willing to be more laid back about. "We've had some new clubs start, too. My chef started a sort of LGBT+ thing."