Ianto glances aside, away from the other man once more. Wishing he hadn't put his drink down, because he would really love some more alcohol right about now.

"I like the cinema," Ianto replies, after a long moment. "I like fast cars, and eating fried food, and wearing nice things." He looks back to John. "I like a good lager, and the color red, and I really like coffee, so long as it's been brewed properly." He lets out a long breath at the other man.

"I told you I'm a city boy, and I made no allusions otherwise. But I fought aliens for a living. If you take me to an honest to god beach, I'm sure as hell not going to sit there skimming stones."