Jack walked Ianto down to the archives after they'd drank their coffee.
"I'm afraid it's in a bit of a mess." Confessed the immortal. "It needs someone who knows what they're doing." He smiled. "I tried, but..." Jack shrugged.
Ianto looked around, running his finger over a filling cabinet. He shook his head at the amount of dust on it. "And you think I can do that?" He rolled his eyes. "It'll take months!"
"You planin' on going somewhere?"
Ianto's smile widened, shaking his head. "No." He looked at the papers on the desk. "There's a lot here."
Jack pointed a finger towards them. "Then get to it."
Ianto frowned. "Do I get time off for dinner?"
"Yep. I'll even buy it."
"Sounds good." The younger man blushed.
"Here," said Jack handing Ianto a small light brown object.
"What is this?" He turned it over in his fingers.
"Ear piece. Your coms."
"Right." Ianto looked around. "No phone down here?"
"No."
"See you later them."
With that, Jack left.
Ianto sighed, took off his jacket and got to work.
It was almost 4 and a half hours later when Ianto heard a voice in his right ear.
"You ready to eat."
Ianto smiled, tapping his coms. "Yes, I'm famished."
"Head on up then." Jack waited by the cog door for Ianto to join him. Once in the lift, the older man cleared his throat. "How's it going?"
Ianto half smiled. "Slowly I'm afraid. I could do with a 3 in 1 printer, a new desk and maybe a laptop or computer." He watched the expession on Jack's face.
"They can be arranged. Anything else?"
"A bit more light would help."
The lift door opened and they walked up the passage to a door. Jack pushed a lever down towards the floor and the door opened.
"After you," said Jack. Ianto entered the room. "Tourist Office." Explained Jack. He raised an eyebrow. "Another of your jobs...maybe."
'Right." Ianto looked around. "Not very well stocked, are we?"
"Not my department."
"So it seems." Ianto half smiled.
Jack unlocked the door and they walked out into the open. "Arh, Cardiff Bay."
Jack locked the door after him. "What do you fancy for dinner?"
"It's a pleasant evening. Can we walk a while."
Jack looked at his watch. "Yeah, we can do that."
They walked up the side of the Tourist Office and onto the boardwalk above.
"I used to come here with my mam as a child. Walked along to the Barrier." He stopped. "She died just before my 16th birthday and after that, I lost interest in coming here."
"That's understandable."
Ianto looked away. "But it is beautiful behind the St David's Hotel. The reserve." He smiled. "The swans." He turned back to face Jack. "I'd like Italian," he said, walking towards the stairs leading up to Bellinis."