"It really doesn't count!" Dean countered, and he was very decisive about the fact that taking time off in your actual workspace didn't count. Possibly disregarding his tendency to sleep on the sofa in his studio when he was in a particular groove or needed to finish something. "You're the one who actually has a successful business not me!" he said holding his hands up because he had no idea. "Yes, I know the studio sort of counts but you know I only bought into that after I finished my apprenticeship," he said. "You should look into seeing if it's a thing, because it's a great idea and it's not like either of us have the spare time or money to set it up."
Dean shrugged, "Sure we can do," he said, waving Seamus in the direction of the table. He grinned at the suggestion he go and order and waggled his eyebrows. "Yup, spiciest thing I can see," he said, laughing and holding up his hands to show he was joking. "Kidding, kidding, something with cheese and bacon, and don't go mad on the drinks," he said, knowing from long friendship that Seamus would probably eat most of the things on the menu but neither of them really wanted a large drink after they'd been to the cinema. It was what made outings like this easy as well as fun.