Re: Dean, Seamus, Susan and probably some NPCs
Seamus chuckled. "There's an image. Little baby Dean playing in an ever-multiplying pile of glitter." Seamus might, just possibly, be picturing on of the pictures he'd seen from one of Dean's beach holidays and replacing sand with glitter. It was adorable. He rolled his eyes at Susan. "If you mean that I seem to collect Hufflepuffs like some kind of badger-magnet then I'll have to give you that." He felt a slight pang thinking about Justin, who had somehow fallen out of his magnetic orbit. "Or at least, I used to."
With a sigh, he nodded. "Susan's right, you know. You don't need to dress up, and nor does she - though you both look amazing when you do." He remembered Dean's robes from the gallery event a few months back and nodded once more. He tipped his head slightly on one side as he considered Susan's question. "I'm up for that, especially if there's breakfast."
When Dean stood, Seamus's eyes returned to him immediately and he tossed back what was left of his drink. "Yup," he said simply, shimmying after Dean to the edge of the booth and then holding out hands for Dean to pull him up. "C'mon Susan."