"Oh, I didn't get the daisies and samosas part. I think she might have been drinking already though, her mouth doesn't usually run away with itself when she's sober," he said, glancing towards the kitchen.
"Oh?" Dean frowned when Seamus said he hadn't found a new chef yet, he was definitely more relaxed about something. What else would make Seamus more re- "Oh!" he said, realising with a shock exactly what had happened. Well, that was good. Seamus deserved a little fun now and then, didn't he. He reflexively took a sip of his drink as Seamus changed the topic.
"Oh, you know. Busy. With the whole show decision this morning I spent the day sorting paintings and making lists. I've been wondering about, you know, the nightmare stuff. I've not shown it before, but I've got them on the maybe pile. I might be ready," he spoke quietly, technically not allowed to start announcing the show just yet, and the topic of his nightmares being something he didn't talk widely about.