Stimulus: Blond

Spoilers: None – but it's set before the Tosh and Owen died (note to self: murder RTD)

POV: Yours?

Dedication: Captain-ally - you reviewed, and my ego just inflated a little bit… run for your lives!

Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. RTD does. (Not for long… *revs chainsaw*)

AN: If you're still reading – thank you. REALLY BIG thank-yous to 00torchwood and gernumblies for honouring me with the, um, honour of being on your favourites list, to gernumblies (again), Pheonix-uk and torchwood and doctor who 4eva for putting me on alerts :) It means a lot. You guys made my day :)

And Captain-ally (you didn't think I'd forgotten you, did you?! Fool!) – especially big thanks for allowing me to be your beta, and for reviewing. You are awesome, and we shall be unstoppable :)

-x-

"No way. Not a chance." Owen shook his head, arms folded. The vision of fortitude. Tosh cocked her head to one side.

"I have to say… it is pretty unlikely."

Owen grinned, holding out his hand. Tosh slapped it with a shy smile.

"You are… so wrong." Gwen shook her head in mock disgust. "I don't think anyone has ever been as wrong as you are now. And that, having worked with you for two years, is saying something."

"Careful," Owen's eyes narrowed. "That there's fightin' talk."

"Care to take it to Google?" Gwen challenged.

"Oh, just you try and stop us."

Tosh blushed at the implied partnership. Regardless of her discomfort, the other pair hurried to stand around Gwen's computer. Several minutes and several search engines later, their hunt was declared fruitless.

"I guess we'll never know," Tosh sighed wistfully, making to pick up the five pound note she'd slapped down on the desk. The other two followed suit as Jack and Ianto entered the office – the latter balancing several steaming coffee cups on a tray.

"What are you guys talking about?" Jack enquired, throwing himself down on a sofa, resting his feet on the table to earn himself a dirty look from Ianto.

Gwen grinned at the others. Jack would know. "We're betting on whether or not Daniel Craig is a natural blond."

Jack frowned. "Um…"

"No." Came the answer from behind them. All turned, mouths open. Ianto, staring at the life-sized picture of the actor's head, shook his head decisively. "No, he's not. Brunette through and through."

Silence.

"Here's your coffee."

-x-

AN: I wonder how many people will get that, hehe? Well, we'll see… ;)