Seamus snorted. "So keen to try my cooking you burned you mouth?" he teased, offering Dean the bottle of cider to cool down - one swallow wouldn't affect the potions as far as Seamus knew. "You're ridiculous."
He shrugged off Dean's comment about the fruit. "I buy fruit, and then it just goes soft and moudly because I might remember to eat one peach in a week but there's no way I'm going to remember to eat four or five. At least I can put vegetables in real food."