Seamus frowned slightly at the knock. He'd expected Dean to arrive first, being slightly better than Susan at getting places on time - but Dean would never knock. "Susie," he greeted, kissing her back and then looking down at the brownies with delight. "What would I do without you?" He was starving. There had been so many complaints about the food at lunch, and dishes sent back, that he'd been rushed off his feet apologising and hadn't had time to actually eat anything.
He collapsed onto his sofa and greedily picked up the topmost brownie, biting into it with many exaggerated noises of pleasure. "Match hasn't even started yet. You want a drink?"