Sean laughed and shook his head. "It doesn't really bother me. I spent a month with my arm passing through Dad at least once a day because I'd forget he couldn't control his power and go to hug him. Same concept, different application. I'll deal with a lot of 'ewww' if it means I can play properly again." He kissed Troy on the cheek and then stole a bite of his pasta. "Yes, Sir. And this is why I won't overdue. I have a gorgeous husband watching me like a hawk."
Switching to his own dinner instead of snitching pieces of Troy's, Sean nodded. "Perfect. I'll be in this week, then, and then bat my pretty lashes at G if i need more time than he can give me after." He grinned. "Or get Savannah to do the lash batting. But, I suppose if you've already bored Jen with all this for hours, we can move on to something else. Playlists for Christmas, maybe? Music's always a good topic, right?"