"Jack? I think there's an error in your leaflet," Tosh said as Jack and Ianto stepped out of the lift on the third floor. "There are no meeting rooms on this level, only spa facilities."

Jack grinned and made a cartoonish 'oops' face. "I really am awful at scheduling and hiring. This always happens when I give Ianto the day off. I mean to order a pizza, and end up hiring a strip-a-gram. I mean to book a meeting room, and end up renting a luxury spa. Just helpless," Jack shrugged. "I hear the hot stone treatment is practically orgasmic for people who do a lot of typing," Jack smirked with a wink.

"Jack…."

"Trust me. I think we all need this. Are Gwen and Owen down yet?"

"Gwen's inside, asking about -"

"Wedding packages," Jack finished. "I know. Owen?"

Tosh shrugged.

"Perhaps he's ordered a pizza," Ianto suggested, giving Jack an ever-so-slightly pointed look.

"I dialed wrong," Jack shrugged.

"Meat feast, was it?"

Jack paused before smiling unrepentantly and nodding. "It was also 2003."

The lift behind them pinged and opened. "Alright. Let's get on with this, yeah?" Owen groused, stalking to the other end of the hall. He failed to notice the distinct lack of meeting facilities until he opened the door to the on-site spa and was met with a reception area that looked more like a Lush shop than the standard 'suits-your-needs' hotel conference room.

Owen spotted Gwen chatting excitedly to a shop assistant over a services menu, then looked back at his other three colleagues. "Whatever this is…," he said, already shaking his head.

"It's a little relaxation, Owen, that's all. I promise. You're a modern man who can appreciate a bit of self-care. I know, I've seen your bathroom."

"When did you…."

"That time you were passed out till after 10. Came by to see if you were still breathing. Anyway, now that we're all gathered, shall we?"

"What are you having?" Tosh asked, perusing the menu.

"One of everything," Jack grinned. "Especially if it has the words 'full-body' in the description. Like this one – 'Seaweed Botanical Wrap.' Now, that's got to be good! I wonder if they do banana facials… those are incredible."

"If you wanted sushi, we've still a blowfish on ice," Ianto muttered.

"Oh, and you so need this," Jack said to Ianto, pointing out something called a 'Salt Mud Wrap.'

"Or I could go for a swim in the Bay."

"No, wait! This one is definitely for you! Cinnamon Wrap, increases circulation… warm and tingling." Jack practically leered at that description.

"You do know this isn't the 'happy ending' sort of place, eh?" Owen said.

"Oh, anything can have a happy ending," Jack smirked. "You just gotta believe."