"What the hell is wrong with your teaboy now?" Owen demanded, barging into Jack's office.

"Not a thing, last time I checked. And I checked very recently," Jack grinned. "Thoroughly."

Owen growled. "You have no sense of decency, have you? I'm talking about this," he said, thrusting half a cup of coffee at Jack. "You drink that and tell me he's not fucked off about something."

"Mine's perfect. Like my coffee like I like my men, sweet and milky," Jack grinned again. "You know, Owen, maybe you should tell him how you feel. I mean, the little hints… not Ianto's style. He likes the direct approach. Of course, if he goes for you over me, I might have to kill you. That or join you."

Owen looked genuinely horrified. "What the bullocks are you banging on about?"

"Well, I wasn't supposed to say anything, but the little things he's been finding around here. I sure didn't hide a silk tie in his files. I know better. He'd strangle me with it."

"I do not have the first clue what you're talking about, mate," Owen said flatly.

Jack gave him a long look and came to the conclusion that Owen really didn't have anything to do with mysterious ties and chocolates. Owen's poker face never was that good.

Could it really have been Tosh, he wondered. That would require a more delicate approach, but he really didn't think…. Then again, she was close to Ianto, he knew that, and given how her interest in Owen went directly over the medic's head, maybe it wasn't so far-fetched….

Later that afternoon when Ianto appeared with coffee and biscuits, there was a single rose on the coffee tray. He handed it to Jack and said, "There are another 23 just like it on the counter in the tourist office."

Jack raised a brow. "Well, I've divined that it wasn't Owen. And he insulted your coffee. Well, his coffee, because the one I had earlier was perfect as ever."

"What makes you sure?"

"You gotta get up pretty early in the morning to con a conman."

"Former."

Jack nodded. "Still, I can tell. Owen's not half as stony as he likes to think."

"So… tie, chocolate, flowers. And you're not just being coy?"

"Ianto…. Coy is not a term anyone's ever attached to me."

"I imagine not. Do you think Gwen would be bothered doing all this for a wind up?"

Jack thought about it for a minute. "I kind of doubt it. And she definitely would give the game away."

"Good point."

"It definitely doesn't seem like something Toshiko would do… but… suppose she's trying to get herself off of Owen?"

Ianto snorted. "I think not. Not in this universe anyway. Trust me, she sees me as the 'gay best friend,' even if she's never said it in so many words."

Jack grinned. "That's cute."

Ianto sighed. "Well, I guess nobody's ever had a 'bisexual best friend.'"

Jack rolled his eyes. "Forget the label, it's still cute. Anyway… this is starting to bug me. I think I want to scan this stuff for… anything, really. Something's got to be up, and I'm not sure I like something being 'up' around here."

"Agreed. We probably shouldn't have eaten the chocolate… but it seemed fine, yeah?"

"Yeah," Jack said, rummaging through his desk and pulling out a hand-held scanner. "Let's see what we can see, shall we?"