At the sound of the alarm going off, Jack left his office and watched with amusement as a rather bedraggled Ianto appeared through the cog wheel door. Jack was back in his usual outfit and he leaned against the railing as he watched Ianto get a towel out to dry himself off.

"Honey, you're home," Jack said with a grin as Ianto looked up. Gwen was sitting at her console and looked up in surprise as she heard Jack speak. He burst into laughter at her expression.

"Don't ask," Ianto said as she turned to stare at him in amazement. She wasn't sure what to be more surprised about – Jack's comment or the state of Ianto's dress. She had never seen him so casual, even when they had gone out to the Brecon Beacons he had still been neat and presentable. He shook his head ruefully and sat down wearily at one of the computers.

"How'd it go?" Jack asked, coming down the stairs to where Ianto was seated. "Anything?" Ianto shook his head.

"I daren't go into the basement to search about," he said. He picked up his mobile and brought up the picture to show Jack. "Though something odd is going on down there. I didn't want to look closer unless I knew where she was." Gwen came over to see what he was showing Jack. "When I went down to look for her before I left, I saw this blue light shining through the cracks in the wood so I took a picture. It's not too good, however."

Jack leaned over his shoulder to look at the display. "Doesn't look familiar. So we need to get something that perhaps you can leave there as a passive monitor. Perhaps a camera in one corner of the room, or even slip something through a gap so we can see what's going on in the room. I know I have something around that we can use." Jack started to pace. He paused after a few steps. "Did she ask you about me?" Gwen looked mystified.

Ianto shook his head. "No, but Ticia did, and I know she was listening behind the curtain. You certainly made a lasting impression." He chuckled as he thought back on it. "Really, Jack, you know how to make an impact on someone."

"Well, you did say you wanted to give Mrs. Trundle the right impression. I figured that was the way to do it." Jack put his hand on Ianto's shoulder as they laughed. Gwen was starting to look annoyed that she had missed something. "I went down to the coffee shop this afternoon. Ianto was concerned that the owner might be interested in him, so I took pains to let her know that he was off limits."

"Yes, and he did it in the most flamboyant way he could have," Ianto laughed. Gwen's eyes widened. "I don't know how I didn't lose it when she was there." He shook his head, his shoulders shaking as he remembered the incident. "Okay, enough levity. What can we use as a monitor? Let me check what we have in the archives, there may be something discreet. " Ianto leaned forward to put his access information into the computer, quickly pulling up the archives database. He did a global search and sat back to let it run.

"I don't suppose…" Jack asked in a hopeful voice. Ianto turned his head to look at him. "No, never mind."

"I'd be happy to," Ianto said with a smile. He got up and went over to the kitchenette to make them all coffee. "Your usual?"

"Yes, please," Jack said. He hadn't wanted to ask, knowing that Ianto was probably sick of the idea of coffee after two days working in the shop. But he was really dying for a cup.

"Gwen?" Ianto asked, raising her mug up. She nodded and he fixed her cup as well. Making a third for himself, he handed them their coffee before retrieving his own. He sat down on the sofa with a sigh. "You know, I used to work two jobs when I was at uni and was never this tired."

"Ah, the boundless energy of youth," Jack quipped with a smile. He sat down next to Ianto and put an arm around his shoulders. "You know, I never went to uni when I was growing up, but…" At that moment, Ianto's alert went off to let him know his search had come up with something. Ianto groaned as he pushed himself up off the sofa using Jack's knee as a support before carrying his coffee over to the computer. "Go on," he said over his shoulder.

"Nah, I don't think I can tell that story in mixed company," Jack said with a laugh. Gwen muttered something about that not having stopped him in the past as she drifted over to see what Ianto had found.

"Jack, come here," Ianto asked as he pulled up several records. Jack got up and wandered over to where he was sitting at the computer. "We have several choices, see which you think would work best." He paged through the records and moved each of the selections in a row on the display so they could compare them. "What do you think?"

Jack peered at the screen, "Maybe use more than one. " He reached to touch the screen. "That one would work if you can get it into the room. It has a good infrared camera on it and can adjust if the light changes. And it's small enough that you should be able to just slip it in without her noticing.

"This other one, though, has some potential. It's more of a passive relay, and won't be easily detected. You might want to put this in a place she wouldn't necessarily look, but would have a good angle to shoot through the doorway when it's opened. Think you could do that?"

Ianto nodded as he considered the two options that Jack had picked out. "Yup. I'll go get them and bring them up here." He finished his coffee before getting off the stool and heading down to the archives. Jack watched him before turning towards Gwen.

"Did you see that woman?" She shook her head. Mrs. Trundle hadn't put in an appearance when she was there the day before. "Scary. One look at her and she practically screams alien." Jack sat down on the chair and looked at the other options for surveillance. They had made the best choices they could, given what they had. He had a feeling he was going to have to go in there with guns blazing. He just hoped it wasn't because he was going to have to save Ianto.