Not everything the rift spat out was alien, or even interesting for that matter.
'Oh, man, I love these things!' Jack cried excitedly, picking it up and holding it up in the air.
Gwen frowned at him, but found it hard to keep up the pretence. Jack's personality was infectious at the best of times.
'What is it with you and the seventies?'
'Hey, they were good times. Free love, rocking music and kinky clothes. I've been trying to get Ianto to do some seventies role play for months. This could be just the ticket. '
'A lava lamp? '