Dean opened his mouth to say he'd make Seamus take a holiday, but then he realised he didn't exactly have a leg to stand on, holiday wise. The last thing he'd done that resembled a holiday was actually a painting trip for a couple of days in Cornwall. "And now I remember that I apparently don't take holidays, the lot of us are clearly mad."
When Seamus called him gorgeous he was thankfully not taking a sip of his drink, or he might have ended up coughing it up for one reason or another. Instead he swallowed hard and nodded, "Yeah, that'll work," he said, sounding slightly odd.
Rallying he nodded at Susan. "Sure, I'll let her know," he said, his words mostly lost in Seamus' enthusiastic cheering. He'd apparently taken against Ophelia without ever having met her, which was a pity since she was perfectly lovely.