It only took a few moves before Seamus could see the trap he'd unwittingly sent his rook into. He was quiet for a while, trying to wriggle his way out of it - but it was no good. He heaved a dramatic sigh as he looked up at her. "Go on then." By this stage, they both knew what was coming. He grinned, showing there were no hard feelings.
"It was good," Seamus said, thinking of the sand and the music and the cocktails with a smile. "But don't worry, I'll think up more excuses to drag him out to socialise before long."