"Agreed." Seamus grinned, pleased that they seemed to agree. He liked meat, but it wasn't required for every meal. With the way he tended to skip meals, Seamus was not inclined to put too strict a limit on what actually counted. Thinking of which... seamus reached for another mushroom. Three counted as dinner, right?
He carefully stowed the statue in his pocket then made an apologetic gesture around the kitchen. "Like I said, Dean must have hidden it before I hired you. I had no idea it was here until just now. Maybe he'd have told you when you two met." Unlikely with how busy Dean was preparing for his show. "The kitchen is your domain. I'll try to interfere as little as possible."