"How about," Seamus said, leaning back against the seat of the booth, "you find a little studio with views of the mountain and I'll open an Irish pub nearby?" It was obvious he wasn't serious - if only because bringing work with them would rather spoil the point of the holiday. He did wish they could stay a little longer, but he'd made no arrangements for anyone else to cover Battlescars and so of course he'd have to be back for that. Besides which, his estimated budget for the trip was already spent and gone. "Maybe we should make it a tradition," he suggested, pushing his hair back. "No one else really wants to travel in January, but it's a good time for us."
He pushed the book a little towards Dean, letting him set the pace as they continued to flick through it. "Have you got lots of commissions and things, from the show?" he asked, then frowned. "Is work a forbidden topic? Sorry. Let's not think about what's waiting for us before we have to."