It was around two months since jack had disappeared when ianto met her. Because the coffee machine in the hub was broken he was in a hurry to by the team some coffee from starbugs before Owen had started throwing hissy fits at them, and especially at him for Ianto was the one to deliver the coffee too Torchwood. The service was slow and he had to practically run from the café and that was when he barrelled into the girl at the door. All his drinks splashed into her blouse and Ianto could only watch in horror as it trickled down her collar and into the line between the blouse and the skin.

"I'm really really sorry." Inato apologised hurriedly.

"Well if you get you're head out of the clouds you won't need to apologise in the future." The girl answered crossly to him and tried to push passed before Ianto had the chance to say how sorry he was one more time.

"Yeah, please let me by you a coffee." Ianto offered with a slight smile and looked up at the girl. She didn't look like someone you would expect to see on the streets of present day Cardiff. She had bright pink hair, which wasn't all that unusual, but she also wore small nettle around her lose bun, something that was more typical for a woman from the 1918, that was combined with a bikers jacket and short striped skirt and knee-length boots. Her eyes were green but that was the last think that intrigued him in her. She was either really strange and eccentric or wasn't from this planet or time period and he should be calling his colleagues at Torchwood or taking her there.

The girl frowned still a bit annoyed by his clumsiness and tried to wipe the sticky beverages from her skin. Her white blouse was going to stain and she wasn't sure when she wold find a place to take a shower and wash her clothes. She wasn't even sure that her money will work so many years back in time but she could try and find some ATM and work her tech magic to withdraw some local currency. All this was so annoying because it was distracting her from her real mission, but the man at the door was actually cute and maybe he would be able to show her around, hopefully she will find a way to blend in without attracting to much attention.

"Okay than as long as you don't spill them over me again." She said trying to sound contraire but actually it come out as amused.

Ianto smiled a little and went back to the queue to by more drinks. He knew that he was late and their will be a lot of bitching from Owen and sulking from Gwen, Tosh, bless her she will never say anything even when she was annoyed. But he didn't really mind he would suffer it thru as long as he could take the girls name and maybe telephone number. He new that he should report her, but he decided to first get to now and maybe investigate her on his own. Besides it was time he moved on, Jack was gone and Ianto needed to let go and find someone else.

Finally it was his turn to order and apart from his drinks he ordered the girl her mocha after asking her was she would have.

"So you we're in a hurry eh?" the girl asked smiling at him. "I don't want to hold you up and make you be late."'

"Oh, its okay, it was just work they can wait." Said Ianto and returned the smile. "You work?"

"No, I'm a drifter." She answered. "Had a job a while ago in an archive but got bored and decided to travel around instead. You?"

"I used to be a drifter, decided I need money and job and started to work in an archive and the tourist information on the Bay."

They laughed at the mirroring events of their lifes, and how similar they seemed to be.

"You must have saved a good money or have posh parents to be able to travel on a whim?" Ianto said feeling a bit awkward for being so direct.

"Haven't got a penny," the girl laughed. "I'm hitchhiking rides all the way from Italy."

"Your Italian then, what's your name?" Ianto asked.

"Yes I'm from Lazio, my name is Alessia, and you are?" she asked the last part in a way that remained him of Jack so much his stomach started to hurt.

"Ianto."