It had started as just another day. Well, just another day in torchwood, which meant a large scale weevil attack at 4am, and several hours of paperwork, and cover ups to follow. Jack had sent Gwen home for a day off with Rhys, while Tosh, Owen, and Jack took care of the rest of the day. They were relaxing around the hub, waiting for Ianto to close up the Tourist Information office, so he could make them coffee.

"What the fuck is taking Tea Boy so long!" grumbled Owen, stretched out on the couch by Tosh's desk. Tosh turned from the program running on her computer to glare at the lean doctor.

Jack was thinking much the same, but simply replied, "If you're so desperate for coffee, why don't you make it?"

"because he'd kill me if I touched his coffee machine." Owen's response was almost quiet enough to go unnoticed, so Jack decided to ignore it. Besides, it was true. Ianto reserved particularly creative punishments for those who messed with his precious machine.

"Or you could go up and man the tourist office yourself…"

"Oh god no! All those people with their stupid questions, How to I get to London from here? Where can I get a good meal? Do Welshmen really sleep with sheep?-"

"No!" Tosh whipped around again, blushing "Someone asked you that?"

"No, it would be so much more interesting if they would."

"So, do Welshmen really sleep with sheep?" the unfamiliar accent had all three agents lunging to their feet, guns drawn on the slim young woman standing at the door.

"Ummmm, I think I've taken a wrong turn somewhere?" the woman stared at the array of weapons pointed at her, and held her hands up in front of her.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Jack demanded

"Mmmmmy name is Danielle, and I was looking for a good coffee place in Cardiff?"

"Oh great, that's just GREAT! A tourist. A TOURIST! In Torchwood." Owen turned away, and seemed to be deciding whether to laugh or scream. Jack and Tosh lowered their weapons as well, staring at the woman who managed to sneak into Torchwood three's super secret base.

"Sorry, my fault." the woman (Danielle) said, her hands still raised. "I saw this piece of paper sticking out of the wall, and I just couldn't help but figure out how it got there. Then there was the security button behind the desk, and I can't imagine that a tourist office in Cardiff gets robbed often enough to need that." She smiled, "I just can't help it when I see a puzzle like that, I have to solve it."

"Jack! Jack we've got a problem…oh" Ianto raced into the hub, a cup in his hand. Jack took a moment to notice that Ianto had managed to run without spilling any of the coffee.

"Oh Ianto, thank you so much for the coffee!" the young tourist took the cup. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause you any trouble. I just couldn't help myself." She took a sip

And stopped. Her eyes closed, and she seemed to freeze for a second.

"That is….that is a thing of beauty. Where did you get this? That has got to be the best cup of coffee I've ever had. Is that Sidamo?"

Ianto avoided Jack's stare, nodding "combined with some Costa Rican"

"Fantastic!"

"HEY!" Jack had clearly had enough of the young woman. "Listen up! You have broken into a top secret government facility, and I'm this close to—"

"NO YOU LISTEN," The tourist took a quick breath, and turned

"Hold this for me please," she handed the cup to Ianto

"I'm perfectly well aware that I have blundered into a top secret government-" she glanced up, "dinosaur park?! You have a Teradactyl?! OH WOW!" She stopped, and gave herself a mental shake.

"Sorry, let me start that again. I'm perfectly aware that I have blundered into a top secret government…whatever, and that you can't let me leave like this. So, either my body is going to fished out of the bay sometime next week, or you're going rufee me and I'm going to wake up tomorrow wondering just how many drinks I had. Either way, I'm going to enjoy the ONLY DECENT cup of coffee I've found in Great Britain, and stare at the only living Teradactyl in existence because even in the best case, I'm not going to remember it. So, go figure out what you're going to do with me, and let me drink my coffee in peace!"

"Damn Americans." This was said just under her breath, as she turned.

"Thank you again for the coffee, Ianto." She retrieved her cup, and stalked toward the water tower to stare up at the dinosaur soaring above them.

Jack looked as though he'd been hit in the face with a fish. For a long moment he stared at their unwanted guest, then

"Tosh, Owen, my office. Ianto watch her, if she touches anything, shoot her."

"I'm not going to touch anything." But Jack had already heading up to his office, Tosh and Owen in tow.

Ianto wandered over to the young woman.

"Tell me something…do you ever get tired of looking at it?" She didn't look at Ianto, preferring to watch the magical sight above her.

"Her " she glanced over before looking back up. "Not 'it,' her, her name's Mafanwy and I watch her every chance I get."

She grinned. "How did you get her? Or has she always been here?" She finally tipped her head back to take a sip of her coffee, and looked at Ianto.

"It's classified." The standard evasion slipped from his lips.

"it's not like I'm not going to remember it." She smiled, then frowned, "at least I hope that's all that happens."

Ianto relented slightly, "it was with Jack, the 'damn American,' we caught it in a warehouse in Cardiff's dockside area." He grinned, "It was our first date…sort of."

"So, what're the odds?" he looked at her quizzically, but she had turned back to Mafanwy. "between death and a blackout?"

Oh "We have an amnesia pill, so we'll probably erase your memory, and make it look like you went on a bender."

"The sad part is that, I finally figure out where to get a decent coffee, and I'm not going to remember it. I mean what's the likelihood that I'm going to think "I want a cup of really good coffee…I know! The tourist office!" She handed Ianto the empty cup (funny he didn't remember her drinking it,) and turned as Jack came back down the stairs toward them.

"It was nice meeting you, Ianto." The young woman shook his hand.

"You too."

"You, with me" Jack pointed at the woman. She fell in step with Jack, as he walked past, but looked confused as he stepped onto what looked like a flagstone. Jack was impressed when she seemed to mentally shrug, and hop onto the stone with him. She did grab him, when the stone begin to rise, and Jack didn't even try to hide the grin.

"Okay, you're going to mash me against the roof, and fake a tragic piano incident" Jack chuckled, "How do you expect to escape this?"

"Look up." Jack prompted.

"There's a hole in the roof?!…Has anyone ever fallen in?"

"What are you, Welsh?"

"What?"

"Never mind," Jack was experiencing a little déjà vu. He remembered this same conversation with Gwen a few years earlier.

"Okaaaay, so how often have you had tourists wandering into your…whatever this is?"

"You're the first." Jack gave her a flirtatious glance. "Although maybe I should start leaving the door open."

"Down boy, I happen to know you've got a boyfriend, and he has coffee."

"You're rejecting me for coffee?!" Jack tried for hurt, but couldn't stop the chuckle.

"It's amazing coffee." She grinned.

Jack was about to make another comment, when she put a hand up to stop him. He turned to see Mafanwy glide by, almost close enough to touch. The young tourist's eyes glowed.

"Thank you." The words were quiet and awe filled, and Jack grinned like a boy. Usually, he had Mafanwy go to her alcove when using the lift, but on an impulse, he left Mafanwy out for the girl to see. Now he was glad he had. It was too bad that she wasn't going to remember any of it.

The lift finally reached the Plas, and they stepped off.

"You want a cuppa?" Jack was working on Standard Operating Procedure. Get her a drink, slip in the retcon, and get her home, and set up the scene.

"You don't need to."

"Pardon?"

"Just give me the pill. I hate that I'm going to lose all of this, but I'd rather keep you from having to come after me."

Jack reached into his pocket for the retcon, and found a flier from the tourist office.

He handed over the pill, and watched to make sure she took it.

"Where are you staying?"

"You don't need to walk me to my door, I'm a big girl."

"Now what kind of a gentleman would I be, if I let you wander to streets with no memory?" Jack tried to lighten the mood with the joke, but he wasn't sure he'd succeeded. They walked on to her hotel, and up to her room in silence.

"So, what do I need to do, to make this retcon thing work? Pour all the bottles of alcohol down the sink? Leave a glass out with whiskey in it?

"Leave it to me. I have more experience." Jack smiled.

"This was not what my parents had in mind when they warned me about letting strange men into my room…actually, waking up with no memory is probably EXACTLY what my parents had in mind when warning me about strange men in my room."

"I think this is for you too."

She looked at the flier confused. "It's where Ianto gets his coffee. You must've made an impression on him."

"Thank him for me." She smiled. "Well, thank you for an eventful day."

She shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you Danielle."