The hat, as it turns out, is a wide-brimmed woven affair with a bit of odd detailing around the brim -- not made of leather, thank god, Ianto had been worried that might be all he could find for a moment there. It nevertheless makes him feel not unlike the Crocodile Dundee, and he sincerely hopes that John won't be making any smart comments on the subject. He'd been assured it was a man's hat and that and the fact that it wasn't giving him heat stroke was really all that mattered at this point.

He turns to throw a sideways glance at the other man at the explanation of the fyrra. If Jim had known about that part, he'd certainly left it out. Not that Ianto has any particular issues with drug use, but it certainly has him raising an eyebrow.

"You're saying that the only way in is to expose ourselves to potentially mind-altering substances,” he repeats, making certain that he understands this right.