Seamus laughed as he leaned against the door frame. "I'm hardly being impatient. I just want to see this oh so wonderful costume of yours," he called through the door. And it wasn't like he was lying. He really did want to see it.
He heard her coming towards the door and pushed away from it, arms crossed over his chest and eyebrow arched. However, when she came out, all he could do for a moment was stare dumbly. "Merlin," he said softly, letting himself look her over. "You could kill a man wearing something like that. It's absolutely brilliant."
He couldn't stop from pausing to look her over one more time before smiling widely. "I am all for these kinds of costumes. Whatever shall I wear to go with it?"