Head lifting from his drink, Seamus glanced over at the person who had spoken his name. It wasn't unexpected for him to have people approach him while he was out and about in any of the bars in town, as he usually spent most of his time in them. It was, however, a bit of a shock for him to see Lavender Brown calling out to him. Christ, he hadn't seen her in ages, had he?
Despite his rotten mood, he couldn't help but let the corner of his mouth tip upward at the mere sight of her. "Lav," he replied. "What're you doin' here, eh?" Sliding off of his stool, he carried his firewhiskey on over to the vacant spot next to her and settled onto the stool.