Dean tried to look appropriately annoyed as Seamus laughed at him, but he couldn't help the little twitches at the corners of his mouth. He had known Seamus would protest. "I nearly put a metal spoon through it! Clearly not visible!" he complained. It was true too, he'd stuck the spoon in for the sugar bag without looking and come up with some sugar and a phoenix ruffling sugar-clogged feathers.
"Your good reason is usually me putting it over head height. Your head not mine," he added before Seamus could complain about their height difference. Not that Dean was innocent of such tactics, but he did try and keep it pretty visible. Mostly. He gave his best puppy-dog eyes over the top of his tea. Not that he necessarily thought it would work, but it was fun to do sometimes.