"You know I'm kidding," Seamus said. "I'll eat anything you bring me and I don't care about regular meals. I had those biscuits you made for breakfast yesterday." He chuckled. "Besides, if I ever get really hungry you know Susan, Hannah and mam will all cook for me. Actually, I think even your mam would cook for me if I asked her. Or Jess." Actually, that wasn't a bad idea. Seamus doubted anyone in their friendship group could rival Aunt Rose's jerk chicken...
"Speaking of Jess, she can come to your birthday as long as she promises to be more than half-dressed this time!" Dean's sister's crush on Seamus had become somewhat less awkward as the years went on. For a start, she seemed to have finally accepted he was really definitely gay and not just saying so to escape her.