Seamus Finnigan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} openbottle) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Seamus just laughed and shrugged. "I think I'd remember diving into a pool of glitter, but this is me we're talking about so I suppose it's possible. There was quite a lot on the table when we got here." He gestured to the still-glittery tabletop. Perhaps it was just his habit of restlessly touching everything - including himself - that was to blame. He'd left his thumb ring behind, not wanting to risk losing it in the crowd, so he was at a lost for what else to do with his hands. He'd have to go for one of the fairy wand drinks next, then at least he'd have that to play with.
The image of Dean crossing the bar in a bubblehead charm was enough to make Seamus snicker. "Not a good look, mate," he teased. "You definitely won't pull if you have to do that." He placed a hand on his chest and tried to look solemn. "And I will make the sacrifice of not getting lucky tonight so that I can accompany Susan home. So you're free to..." Seamus made a vague gesture at the club. It wasn't a sacrifice, really. They all knew Seamus didn't go home with strangers he'd just met, however much his libido might have wanted him to.