John recognises a classic redirection when he sees one. He takes another sip of his drink and smiles, leans sideways toward Ianto and glances up at him.

"Is that what it's like trying to have a conversation with me?"

Struggling to get a straight answer all the time. He focuses back on TJ and settles into his chair a little deeper, amused.

"I was helping General O'Neill with something," he answers anyway, because he's still not really giving anything away but also -- if she knows the name then she probably knows what he might have been helping with. "Are we playing security clearance one-up here?"