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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Something in Dean's tone, or his lack of engagement in the conversation, reminded Seamus that he was on holiday for the deliberate purpose of not working. And yet here he was, doing work... He folded the piece of paper up and leaned against Dean as he shoved it into his pocket. "Right," he said, determination evident. "Spain. Tapas. Sunshine." He peered out of the window again as he pushed the pen back towards Dean. "Well. It's sort of sunshiney?" Not exactly warm, not outside, but still more pleasant weather than they were likely to get at home. Besides, here Seamus could actually sit back and enjoy the weather rather than thinking about whether it would bring more people to the pub or keep them at home.

He swapped a few of the plates around, putting things Dean hadn't yet tried in front of him while stealing a few new things for himself. "They're all good," he said around a mouthful of prawn. "But I think the paella yesterday was my favourite."