Seamus couldn't help but be pleased by that. He wasn't very good at being the strict boss - he wanted all his employees to enjoy working for him, and in his pub. It was supposed to be a community, after all, and that included the staff as much as the customers. "That all sounds good," Seamus said, though he wasn't quite sure what tortilla soup was. He'd have to remember to try some tomorrow and find out.
Seamus shook his head, pushing his curls out of his eyes. This was evidently another thing they were going to disagree on, but there was no reason to bang on about it. If they both respected the kitchen, then they'd function well enough. "Right. I'll leave you to your work before the dinner rush starts."