Seamus joined in Justin's chuckling. Unlike Dean, Justin was paler even than Seamus. "Suncream is a vital commodity," he agreed. "Or potions, though I never remember to order them in time." He did raise an eyebrow when Justin mentioned buying the place. Even though Seamus owned Finnigan's, with all his friends buying or thinking about buying houses he couldn't help but feel a little left behind, like they were all growing up and becoming adults without him. "Britain, France, Italy... You trying to conquer Europe one country at a time?" he teased.
"As long as I'm not expected to bartend the whole weekend," he said. "Though I guess it'd be a good excuse not to swim." Most - if not all - of the friends Justin would invite at least knew about Seamus's scar, but that didn't mean they'd all seen it or that Seamus was keen to show it off. His issue with the idea wasn't going away with Justin - though when would he find time? - but the focus on swimming. "You think I'm mature enough to appreciate Paris yet?" he asked, preferring to think about a holiday he might actually be comfortable taking.