He was terribly adorable, was what Padraig was. Honestly, Euterpe had always adored that he was a grump to the outside world, but that she could wheedle at him until he laughed. "Everyone needs to let their shimmy out, Naomhan," Euterpe said, already refilling her glass and topping his up as much as she could. "I'm just here to make that happen with my wonderful mixes."
Then Euterpe gestured with her now full glass to the takeaway containers as she started to move towards the living room. "Can you start dishing us out? I'll put some fine dining music on."