5

Jack was hyper, as was Owen who insisted on skateboarding about the set while Jack chased him with a water pistol.

Oh gods, and it was only Day One.

Toshiko watched him sit uncomfortably on the edge of a desk and she slid over, "Not a suit guy?"

"I used to be back in college" Ianto replied remembering his wedding day, "I had a part-time job as a barista at the local library's coffee shop."

"Really?" Jack said as he came to a stop in front of them, "A coffee man?"

"Yes" Ianto canted his head politely.

"Cool, that thing over there is apparently a working one but I don't know" Jack pointed and Ianto saw a huge monstrosity that made his mouth water. "I think it's just a prop."

"Oh gods! Is that a P3-60?" Ianto was there in a matter of strides, pulling things away and his hands flapping with glee as he saw one of the finest machines the Italians ever made, his glee obvious as he gushed.

"I think we need some coffee beans in" Owen shouted, making those nearby jump, "Coffee!"

"More of a Tea man these days" Ianto sighed "Coffee makes me too hyper and for this part I will have to maintain my calm around you, ya pirate."

Owen laughed happily, shoving Ianto in the shoulder like a small child would another, turning to Jack, "Hear that? He's a Tea man. Well, I don't' know about T-Boy but I like my caffeine man!"

"We can clearly see that ya twat" Jack laughed as Owen took off on the skateboard again, telling them there was a ramp out back.

"Oh gods, they made him a skate ramp? Are they mad?" Ianto asked.

"No, he brought it himself, on a trailer would you believe" Jack said as he settled next to Ianto "He is a real laugh when you get to know him. The public face, the mask he works hard on as an acidic little rat faced bastard… He is so good at it that it is hard to remember he's so much fun. Then he blows the bogs up or something."

"Oh gods, he's a practical joker?" Ianto asked with new worry as his last workmate had wound up getting them both fired.

"Don't worry" Jack smiled as he leaned against Ianto, "He is very professional when the cameras roll. Just remember to be as well, your façade is slipping and you are looking even more comfortable."

"Well thank you sir, I shall endeavour to remember that" Ianto bristled as he stood and shot his cuffs, slipping into TV Mode as Jack's eyes widened, then he laughed.

"Christ you are good at that" he spluttered, "A real bug up your arse when you purse your lips like that. Tell me, did you get any professional training?"

"No" Ianto smiled, "Just the school of Hard Knocks. If they don't like you from word go they are more likely to leave you to your own devices. Stay hidden, stay quiet and watch everything."

"That's a good thing to remember for the part you play here" Jack's hand slid into his pockets, "Like you said. I'm Batman and you are Alfred. A very sexy Alfred."

"Are you hitting on me?" Ianto blinked.

"Very badly, apparently" Jack pouted, "I usually do this better, honest. You have me off my game with all these cameras about."

"Well then just as well you can be a good boy but remember…" Ianto raised an eyebrow and popped a hip suggestively, "Bad boys have fun too."

He then walked away, still shocked that he had just done that as Jack's roar of mirth flowed him, punctuated with a wolf whistle and Ianto looked back over his shoulder as Jack grinned.

What the hell are you doing?

Ianto stood on his mark and waited for them to call action so he could pretend to be innocently doing his job like there were no cameras, no script and no handsome man who was openly leering at him now.

It was all so quick, the day over before he knew it and Jack was asking if anyone wanted to go for a drink, Owen first to crow and look around for some others. Ianto made sure to step back and watch the others all file out before heading for his car and he was soon at the house, pulling in as Mica watched anxiously.

"Hello darling" he called as he climbed out and walked up the steps, Rhiannon calling from inside to keep the door shut as the heat was escaping. "It's me home Rhia."

"Ianto love" she said happily, "How did it go?"

"Weird" he admired, settling as he watched his daughter finally accept her tea, making sure Ianto ate as well. He had a couple of mouthfuls to please her, then sat back to talk to Rhiannon.

"So? Anyone nice?" she asked.

"Stop it" he scolded softly, slapping at her, "Look at you trying to marry me off all the time. You are as bad as your sister you. Gods, Kayla would have been drooling over a few of them for sure."

Rhiannon watched as his eyes were downcast for a moment, a soft smile that she knew was nothing to do with her sister and everything to do with someone new.

Aye, aye? Rhiannon hoped there was someone that had interested him, even just a little.

Kayla would be spitting to see how alone he was.