"I can only imagine how difficult it would be to keep something like that under wraps, active in a major city." And then, Jim can't help the smile that takes over his face imagining his boss zooming around with the name of their top secret organization emblazoned on their vehicle.

"Subtle." He sounds like he approves, which-- well, Ianto's been giving himself hell about having a type, right, might as well rub that in a little. "Did you like the work?"