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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Seamus moved to lean against the counter, making sure he wasn't accidentally disturbing anything Romeo might be working on. He smiled and shook his head slightly at Romeo's cheerful greeting. He was still having trouble adjusting to anyone calling him 'sir', but if that was what Romeo's mam would expect then Seamus supposed he'd have to get used to it. He had far too much respect for his own occasionally fierce mother to dream of challenging someone else's. "I'm fine, thanks. Officially off duty for the day." Not that he wouldn't still be around. He might head up to his flat for a bit but he'd be back for the Dance Club.

He smiled again. Even though he'd made his decision to hire Romeo fairly quickly, he couldn't regret it. "As long as you keep our best-sellers, I'm happy for you to do whatever you like," he said. "Specials are a great idea!" They hadn't really had anything like that before, their previous chef having been competent (at first...) but not adventurous or inventive. "I am thinking I'll hire another proper chef at some point, so I guess anything permanent on the menu needs to be something they can cook too."