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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dean shrugged because he only knew half the story. "Apparently it's a thing, at least in this film, Dogma, Jess was telling me about. One of her friends at Uni is obsessed with it, and she was trying to explain. Says I probably shouldn't watch it though," he said. At the time of trying to explain Jess had also been sleep deprived and/or hungover and rambling. Dean hadn't followed that much but a few points had stuck out. "Also according to that film God is female and likes poking people on the nose. It's apparently a bit odd."

"Yeah, I'm sure it was. They usually are. I just went a bit... you know, didn't take my potion and got a bit emotional," he said. He hadn't been embarrassed as such by his actions, well not much, but he might have been a little less overwrought about it if he'd taken his potion or stuck to a script.

He couldn't help but chuckle at Seamus' list of favourite dates. He knew they were the sorts of ones his tattoo was spelled to change on. "It should be good. You'll have to work out what we're doing. You know you're better at party planning or whatever than me." Well, it was more that Dean didn't necessarily go to parties that often, but Seamus also had experience for all the things he did for the pub.

Looking at the soup and then his watch he dumped the pile of chives in and stirred it around a couple of times before turning off the heat and ladling it into two bowls. "If you want bread too I'll go grab some from the kitchen," he said, sticking spoons in the bowls and pointing back to the sofa. "Go sit I'll bring this over," he said.