"Oi, I like squash!" Seamus piped up after swallowing down a mouthful of food, pointing at Justin with his fork. "They're a perfectly delicious vegetable...fruit...gourd. Now beets, those are a punishment!" It felt good that Justin was talking, that they were all talking, even if it wasn't about anything important at all.
Taking a drink, he let the warmth of the whiskey wash through him before he said to Lav, "I bet you could make squash pie. Or muffins. Or something. They're just like pumpkin, right? And delicious." The last was added with a pointed look at Justin.