Dean's eyes widened as Michael suddenly choked. "You all right, mate?" His concern was tempered though when Michael continued speaking - if he could talk he wasn't choking. Wondering if something had just gone down the wrong pipe or what, Dean was silent for a moment. "Well good. I hope this will all blow over soon enough."
Dean finished the last of his drink and nodded. "Isn't that the truth? Well at least we did just mange to get some of us together for Justin's birthday. Seamus's is at the end of the month. Maybe we'll do something then."