Susan smiled prettily as she watched Seamus put the cookies down and grab a brownie, no doubt to feed Dean in a horrendous display of affection purely for her sake - not that she hadn't come across them feeding one another before. Surprisingly, he merely handed the browny over and instructed Dean to sit down while he made Susan her drink. "Can you put an umbrella in mine, Seamus. I feel like being utterly-" she froze as the bats scored a goal. "No you bastards," she groaned, before giving Seamus her most devastating puppy dog eyes. "Can I have an umbrella Seamus my love?"
Obligingly, Susan moved to one side as Dean bit down into his brownie, almost levitating from pleasure as he moved over and snuggled in next to her. "You're welcome, darling. I had a lot of extra time today, so I decided to make my boys something nice."
Resting her head on Dean's shoulders, she looked over at Seamus. "So how was your day dear, the cook still causing you trouble?"