'He's done it again! That's it! No more nights at my flat. Ever!'

'Trouble in paradise,' Owen murmured to Gwen with a knowing smile.

'Alright Teaboy, what's he done this time?'

'Marmalade! On the bedsheets no less!'

Gwen interjected. 'Are you sure it was-'

'Yes! He's on decaf for a week.'

Tosh put a placating hand on his shoulder.

'I'm sure he didn't mean to, Ianto.'

'Probably not,' he said, calming down slightly, 'but really, how hard is it to eat toast off someone's chest?'

'In fairness,' Jack stated, 'I did still have my- in your-'

'Stop!' they all shouted.