"I like the coat."

'Flattery gets you everywhere', thought Jack, as he turned his back on the younger man. He had to admit that he was persistent. And intelligent, handsome, witty…. In fact, why wasn't he letting him join the team again?

It was the principle. The team was not recruiting. For the first time in a century, he had finally got torchwood operating the way it should. Not just destroying the life that emerged from the rift, but trying to understand, trying to develop technology. He trusted every member of his handpicked team. Instinct had led him this far. But he suspected he would be seeing Ianto Jones again.