"I don't think that's a very good idea." Ianto said as he entered his lounge room to find Jack standing on top of the couch trying to reach the ceiling fan. "Why not? I saw a little kid do it in a movie once." Replied Jack, watching the blades spinning around. "Yes, well you have raised two very good points there. Point number one: it was a little kid, little being the objective word. And point number two: it was in a movie." Ianto retorted. "Are you saying movies lie to us?" Asked Jack now smiling at Ianto. "Most of them." Replied Ianto. "What about that part in Indiana Jones when he climbs in the fridge to escape the Nuclear bomb, I tried that once and it worked for me." Said Jack now looking back at the fan getting ready to jump. Ianto was about to ask him about the nuclear bomb when his phone rang, he went into his bedroom and answered it. "Hi mam, I'm sorry I haven't visited you in a while… Yes I know I'm your only son and… No mam of course I love you, it's just…" Ianto heard a huge crashing sound coming from his lounge room, "sorry mam I've got to go. Love you, bye." He threw the phone on the bed and ran into the lounge room, that was when he saw the massive hole in his ceiling and Jack on the floor under the fan. "Jack, Jack, are you ok?" Ianto asked frantically. "Yeah I'm fine, not sure about you fan though." Replied Jack with a goofy smile. "I told you it wasn't a good idea Jack," Ianto said, a slight annoyance in his words. "Yeah well it was fun while it lasted." Jack replied getting up and dusting himself off. "Well, I hope you don't expect me to clean it up." Ianto said walking out of the room, a slight smile across his lips. Jack stood there looking at the mess; "maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all."