"Private Investigator..." Ianto repeats, going over the idea of it in his head. But it's true, this isn't Earth. He doesn't need to have gone through all the same hoops and channels to establish himself here as he might have done there. And Ianto's always been good at digging up the truth. Solving mysteries. And getting himself into trouble in the process, for that matter. But that's where John would come in. His hired muscle.

He turns to the other man, a bright smile spreading itself across his face as he does. "You know, I think I'd like that. I think I'd like that a lot, really." He pauses for a moment, a wicked gleam coming into his eye before he continues, "Would that mean that you'd work for me then?"