Sean shoots her a quick look, but that on its own isn't enough to spoil his good mood at being home again, at least not yet, and he flashes her a smile. "I'm sure I c'n wait 'til the mornin'," he says wryly, although knowing how she'll likely react to his doing anything to take the edge off of the inevitable hangover he's going to have probably means that isn't a time he should really be looking forward to. Hardly worth dwelling on at the moment, though. "So? How was yer evenin'?" he asks a moment later, drawing the words out as he leans his head lazily against one hand and leans forward over the table.