"What is the point in doing accounts?" Ianto grumbled to Jack in the boardroom. "We're a top secret organisation, who's going to check them? Nobody. So why make me do them?"
"I love to see you angry," Jack laughed. "You're much more than the tea boy, remember?"
"I think I'd rather be just the tea boy if it got me out of doing these stupid accounts."
"There'll be a reward at the end if you do them," Jack winked, leaning back in his chair.
Ianto got up from his seat and grabbed the folder. "I'd better get started," he mumbled.