John nods solemnly. Yes, Ianto, red-eyed cows. In the sky.

"I'm glad you're paying attention. There'll be a quiz at the end."

About the cows and cowboys. 'What were the red-eyed cows a-plowing through?'. His lips twitch in a small smile before he forces his expression back into a frown, into serious cowboy song mode.

"Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel," he continues. "Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel! A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky, for he saw the riders coming hard... and he heard their mournful cry."

I hope you're ready for this Ianto.

"Yippie yi oohhhh, yippie yi ayyyy. Ghost riders in the sky!"

Please at least smile, he's clowning as hard as he can for you in the circumstances.