Re: Seamus, Susan and Open
"Never gonna happen," Seamus assured her. "We keep each other fed, mostly." At least, they did when their work commitments didn't happen to coincide. In the last year, the pub had got busier and busier - but that seemed to mean Seamus had less work to do. Or, at least, less of the kind of work that left him hunched in his office so focused he lost track of time. He worried less, too, about what would happen if this all fell out from under him.
He shrugged. "No one's taking advantage. I'll have a word." Once he'd decided what to do. A customer caught his eye and Seamus stepped away to relay an order to the kitchen before coming back to where Susan was waiting. "Besides, you've had his roast beef. It's incredible."