"Hi."
"Hello. Jack… I'm pulling espresso at the moment."
"So I see."
"Right. So, if you could remove yourself from my person…."
"Oh, sorry."
"It's alright. It just requires concentration and a steady hand. Can't really be having distractions."
"Uh huh. Well, it's also the only time I ever find you standing still, so I just kinda take opportunities when I see them. Yeah, anyway. I was thinking, tonight…."
Ianto finished off another perfect pull, then hesitated before handing Jack a demitasse. "I… sort of have plans tonight, actually."
Jack looked thoroughly confused and slightly wounded. How could Ianto possibly have plans that didn't include him? Ianto wasn't a 'plans' kinda guy. He was a 'night in with pizza and beer' kinda guy.
"See, the thing is, there's an ice hockey match tonight. Just on telly, I mean. But, I was planning to… well, stay in. Pizza, beer, and hockey."
Now, that sounded more like the Ianto Jones Jack knew and l… liked very much. Jack smiled fondly. "Sounds lovely. Enjoy your evening, then. We'll make plans another night."
"You could always join me," Ianto said quickly. "I know you're not especially big on sport, but… I won't eat a whole pizza by myself."
Jack's smile turned into a grin. "Ianto, I'd join you jumping off a cliff for the company."
"I'll stick with the pizza and ice hockey."
"Sounds good to me. Are you, uh, really sure you don't mind me -"
"Wouldn't have asked if I did."
"Alright. Can I bring the beer, at least?"
"Sure. You can supply dessert, too. But you don't have to bring anything for that," Ianto grinned, heading off to his cosy archives.
Jack just stood there for a moment, eyebrows hidden behind his sticky-uppy fringe. He was definitely letting Ianto make the plans more often!