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, |
"Oh, he wanted to thank you, did he?" Seamus asked, waggling his eyebrows. "Lucky you." He winked and then laughed, waving away Ernie's apologies. "Don't worry about it. I just got here so I should be apologising for being late." Which he might have done, if he hadn't prewarned both Ernie and Justin that might be the case. Though they both likely knew anyway. Evenings were difficult for Seamus to get away and his friends were used to him turning up a little behind time.
He sipped his drink and looked around the room and Justin's many smiling friends. It was a nice atmosphere. Hufflepuffs were good at that, in Seamus's experience. "I suppose I've had better weeks," he admitted. He hadn't seen either Susan or Dennis and he wasn't sure who was avoiding who. "We still don't have a full time chef. I've put feelers out and had a couple of people come in to 'interview' but..." But no one he'd clicked with, yet. He shrugged. "Hiring and firing's never really been my strong suit. If I were making enough I'd hire a Human Resources person to do it for me." Then he winced. "Well, except I wouldn't, because I wouldn't trust anyone else to pick staff." He shook his head again, not wanting to think about his own worries just now. "What's been keeping you busy? Secret lover?"