"Too right," Seamus muttered. "Can you believe it's November already? I don't know where the time goes, there's so much going on all the time." He couldn't even remember the last time he'd seen Neville - at Battlescars, probably, but in a social setting where they had time to sit and talk? It had been far too long. "I thought the journals would keep me updated on everyone's lives better than I've been in the past, but they're just bringing in more work." Not that Seamus could exactly complain about that, of course. More work meant more money which meant that if he ever managed to take time off he might be able to go somewhere nice.
He pushed a menu towards Neville. "Have you even eaten here since Romeo started?" he asked, honestly unable to remember. "You should try something of his, if you haven't."