Seamus was working on about six things at the same time. He had summoned some dishes from three tables and sent them flying into the kitchen. He had drinks he was pouring and and order of food that needed to be taken out, more tables to clear, and a new group of customers to meet. He barely noticed Greg as the other man approached him, and when he did, Seamus started to go into his greeting.
"Welcome to the...," and then blinked slightly, "Whatcha going on about?"
Seamus turned his head towards the back room where his part-timer was working furiously, "I could use a little help getting these tables cleaned up," he said over his shoulder, not realizing that Greg might take it as a direction. Seamus turned back to Greg, still distracted, "Boss? Why are you calling me boss?" he asked, ready to move and get busy; he didn't have much time, to socialize with this particular man.