Jack was practically ready to tear his hair out. UNIT could be so damned officious and Jack had never had any patience with that sort of attitude. Moments after he slammed the phone down on Colonel Mace, Ianto stepped in with a fresh, strong cup of coffee and two Jaffa cakes. Jack looked up tiredly, pulling Ianto close for a 'thank you' kiss. Then he glanced up guiltily. "Ianto… I think I broke my mobile. Again."
Ianto smiled patiently and stroked Jack's hair. "It's ok. I always requisition a few extras around here."