Re: Seamus and Stacey
"Let me go see what Chef has on the go, then," Seamus said, before disappearing into the kitchen. He emerged a few moments later with a minted lamb burger - something new he was trying for summer - and chips. "One life saved," he teased, depositing the food in front of Stacey. "Do you want to eat here, or at a table?" There were certainly plenty of tables still available, but Seamus knew that sometimes people who were eating alone preferred to do so at the bar.
He snagged a handful of peanuts for himself, popping them into his mouth one-by-one as he listened to her detail the problems with her customer. "It's not like it's hard to read up or ask around." Seamus had taken a fair few breaks during the application of his own tattoo - though not so many as to quadruple the amount of time it took - but he'd turned up earlyish in the day so he wasn't keeping anyone from home longer than they intended. "Was he happy with it, at least?"