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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"He's already tall," Seamus pointed out. "Don't give him any more tall. He'll give the poor lads heart attacks." He ate his lasagne the normal way, none of this breaking into layers or eating from the bottom up - honestly, his friends were weird sometimes. "Don't you have anyone like Braith? Sweet looking but with a drop-dead stare? Or you could just take Braith! I'm sure she woudn't mind."

He balled up his napkin and threw it at Dean, rolling his eyes. "So long as I love you, does it really matter why?" he asked, sticking his tongue out at them both. "Besides, if I don't tell you how much I love your food you both get grumpy at me!"

Feeling better already, able to almost forget about the Chef Problem, Seamus leaned back on his stool. "That's good. I'll grab him on Friday and see if he's got time for me in the next few weeks."